Rains raged down that morning
This year the heavens would quell flames
This is not the year
To remember, remember,
Parliament decimating men.
Men pushed with nothing to lose
with a spark in their veins,
Courage and camaraderie,
a tiny hope remained.
Almost. Almost.
Belief in a better way.
This year.
Bonfires saturated
The flames will struggle to rise.
As we all struggle to rise.
They did not.
They rose, as an eagle soars a mount,
and yet their humanity razed them down.
Love outwrote hate.
And sealed their fate.
Gunshots fired worked
Men fell as empty shells.
Others torn limb by limb
Grostesque fountain of flesh.
And Faukes. Three months tortured.
But his spark retained:
Jumped. His soul unbound,
Body found ground.
The noose would not wrench his life.
Earth caught. Broken. Free.
Remember, Remember.
They did not take integrity.
In Memorium:
Catesby, Percy, Bates, Tresham, J Wright, C Wright, T Winter, R Winter, Keyes, Grant, Rookwood, Digby. Faukes.