<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=561998" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>London's Burning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">His eyes reflect the golden fire, his pupils burning bright<br>As he turns away they feel a sudden, crying urge to fight<br>Big Old Ben has run away, they always thought it might<br>London's Burning<br>London's Burning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The chapels down in Kensington are bursting into flames<br>The children of the neighbourhood are dancing, gone insane<br>They hug their parent's knees and try to cry away the shame<br>London's Burning<br>London's Burning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Members of the royalty rush in to see the Queen<br>She's rushed off to a bunker, told to wait and not to scream<br>But all of London's gone aflame, her bunker traps her here<br>London's Burning<br>London's Burning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Teenage gangs are on the prowl, they go from place to place<br>They need no names or calls or shouts, don't need know their race<br>Just know that all who wear a hood are filled to burst with rage<br>London's Burning<br>London's Burning</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">2 weeks on, the smoke has gone and rebels rule the streets<br>No-one walks the road at all for fear of who they'll meet<br>The dead are marked with crosses red and hid with pale sheets<br>London's Burning<br>London's Burning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">2 more weeks, rotting flesh is all that you can smell<br>Water's got infected, and the food's all gone as well<br>The only people left, they wander in a living hell<br>London's Burning<br>London's Burning</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matt+Pocock">Matt Pocock</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=561998" data-title="London's Burning de Matt Pocock" data-description="His eyes reflect the golden fire, his pupils burning bright As he turns away they feel a sudden, crying urge to fight Big Old Ben has run away, they always thought it might London's Burning London's Burning The chapels down in Kensington are burs..."></div> </div> </div>

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