NO CLASS (MY ARSE) by Sean Cregan (london-u.k.)

Posted on July 18, 2011

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A poem written in HMP Wormwood Scrubs by antifascist prisoner Sean Cregan.
They say that class don’t matter,
But that just cannot be,
The jury said they’re innocent,
They each had a degree.
No previous bad character,
And references galore,
A soldier and a nurse for friends,
Well who could ask for more?
They say we are all equal,
It’s simply just not true,
The way the law applies to me,
Does not apply to you.
We all sat in the courtroom,
Accused of the same crime,
You’re getting on with your life,
I’m in here doing time.
I’m angry at the system,
The judges and the law,
That sit in ivory towers,
The rich above the poor.
This is our ‘big society’,
It isn’t worth a cus,
There’ll always be one law for them,
Another one for us.

Sean Cregan

 

Sean Cregan (21 months)
A5769CE
HMP Wormwood Scrubs
PO Box 757
Du Cane Rd
London
W12 OAE

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