How Dare You - Art by Selina Moore & Poem by Rosanna Lilley
The fumes are thick and the smoke opaque
still, through the fog one can feel it,
the glare of posterity penetrates.
Through angry young eyes;
an accusatory gaze with deserved distain.
“How dare you?”
their eyes loudly proclaim.
A cry that cuts through the pollution
that plumes and billows like smoke
from eye sockets children - hollow of hope.
It stings her eyes but she will hold this gaze.
Her generation can’t forget the incubating haze.