STRIDENT
I make torture equipment for the
Saudis
tasers for out-of-order rowdies
tanks that killed Iraq
bayonets commando knives human flesh
to hack
shells to finish-off resistance
in Afghanistan
drones with immediate execution
being the plan
I made the H-Bomb
never heard of the Rosenbergs
ignore the Japanese maelstrom
bullets by the billions
guided missiles on fighter planes
riding pillion
and it was those nuclear submarines
I built
that bought my housing dream
and Trident will build an extension
and contribute to my pension
every hellfire missile pays the bills
every bomb dropped sees my family
eat their fill
every machine-gun a bowl of cornflakes
for the armaments skilled
I don’t go to the coffee shops of North London
for an academic debate
it’s down the pub to share the joys of a
macho-warrior state.
Wilson John Haire.