The Tower

In the middle of Liverpool
there is a tower
that sticks its finger
up at the world.

It stands in the middle
of our hard faced town
holding up the weight
of 800 years of history.

A tower to scrub the sky
red like a summers day
to puncure the hot air
politicians who say they know

what is right for us.
Its there to remain
a tower a monument
a sign that we persist.

By Tom Brassey