New Model Army

Carlisle Road

New Model Army


Pushing up on Carlisle Road into the seething shadows 
Through the plastic visor - a hail of broken kerbstone 
Fire-lit-faces, all the noise - so much hatred 
What I remember thinking - I can't believe this is happening 
All I remember thinking 

Came home four, four-thirty, Emma was waiting up for me 
News chanel drone on the TV, her arms clapsed around her knee 
She looked up but said nothing 
I went up to the kids bedroom, touched their sleeping faces 
Wondered how I could protect them 
Wondered how to protect them