A Small Piece (Poetry)
27th June 2009
(For Jacko)
They’re playing your songs, Michael —
making another dollar
’though the black man sleeps
in a white man’s colour.
They’ve forgotten the trial, Michael —
whether stories were true
now your album sales soar
and you’re back in the news.
They’re all fighting for scraps, Michael —
you’re headlines round the world
hear the tills play their tunes
while you’re barely cold.
They’re playing your songs, Michael —
making another dollar
’though the black man sleeps
in a white man’s colour.
They’ve forgotten the trial, Michael —
whether stories were true
now your album sales soar
and you’re back in the news.
They’re all fighting for scraps, Michael —
you’re headlines round the world
hear the tills play their tunes
while you’re barely cold.