The poor wee baby Daleks
Have all been painted red.
None of them are moving,
I think they might be dead.
All have the word LIBRARY
Emblazoned on the side
To add insult to injury
After they had died.I see a woman in high heels,
Standing on one’s head.
Triumphantly a hand goes up
To mock the enemy’s dead.
Alas, this one’s a Trojan horse,
It wobbles, side to side.
The woman falls upon her back
I sense a turning tide.
