Part one of a poetry/prose two-part challenge with Kat to write something about 'current affairs' and 'today's big issues' that is subtle, unpolemical, and which doesn't make you groan a little when you read it.
We shan’t ask one another,
“Where were you when it happened?”
We all heard and saw it the same.
We shan’t understand your horror
at this ghastly inheritance;
at least, not yet.
We shan’t picnic on the Heath
(nobody goes there now.)
We shan’t give birth to tears.
We shan’t gape at the latest toys
without guessing, a little,
that someone is playing with us.
We may go hungry.
We shan’t demonstrate
against hearsay and footage;
none of it sticks in the memory.
Shan’t, won’t, can’t- see?
We’re speaking like you did already.