mysteries in pink sparkles

nobody knew exactly where it had come fromwho had made itwhen it had appearedbut on the walls of the citya message of hopein glitter and gouacheto be washed awaythen rewrittenin darkest nightby another handthe torch passed onand on and on we will not give upwe will not be taken hostageby a rich man’s dreamsof eavesdropping on our futureswe believe in ourselvesand what we have achievedand you bloody well betternot take that awayyou will not listen in Continue reading mysteries in pink sparkles