Imagine if swifts flew through
the empty tunnels of the underground,
if herons trod through the house of commons,
if nightingale sang from the stands
of the Oval, just imagine
what people would say
I don’t think they’d notice.
Maybe the politicians would shriek
and shrivel up in their seats
calling war, terror, personnel error!
‘Imagine! If a big eel stalking
egret could get in here
anyone can and anyone will.’
Herons: aspiring terrorists,
I always knew there was something
dodgy about them.
© Daniel James Greenwood 2015