as time goes on
reality becomes history -
I’ll never forget walking into church
days after war ended.
Everyone held this smile on their face that said
fire burned down my
house but I’m glad it’s out.
I’ll never forget the teeth
how black and dented
they were
and how many were missing
after what they’d bitten into.
The whole country knew what it was
to lose something that wasn't coming back.
It put this compassion in everyone
everywhere like the air itself, from the
man in a soup kitchen to the House Of Commons.
I’ll never forget walking into church
the week they set up the NHS .
the sight of those old ladies
white teeth, upright,
complete smiles
a show of what can be fixed.
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