This is the Ministry
Of Defence
Stairs and walls are
all that's leftMortar holes let
through the air
Kids do the same thing
everywhereThey've sprayed graffiti
In arabic
And balanced sticks
In human shitThis is the ministry
of remains
Fizzy drinks cans
and magazines
Broken glass
A white jawbone
Syringes, razors
A plastic spoonHuman hair
A kitchen knief
And a ghost of a girl
Who runs and hides
Scratched in the wall in
Biro pen
This is how the
world will endThere's the bus depot
To the right
Levelled like
A building site
Those are the children's
cries from the dark
These are the words
written under the arch
Scratched in the wall
in biro pen
This is how the
world will end.
