• A picture hidden away in an attic, forever under lock and key. A picture that is festering away, one only the devil can see. A picture now so decayed, secured behind chains and bars. A picture taken of corruption, showing its full history of scars. A picture now 25 years old, a picture that shows […]
  • Can you still hear our justice cry? Still searching hard for reasons why. Ever seen such an obvious case? Corruption staring us right in the face. Do you know that we were betrayed? Have you seen how many flowers laid? British justice system, too often a joke. But together we stood, together we spoke. Chained […]
  • It’s a simple question, so please confirm or deny. No response from you yet, makes me wonder why. Did you survey or spy on the families of the 96? If so, you’re guilty of more immoral, dirty tricks. It’s a simple question; did you ‘tap’ people’s phones? Did you invade the privacy of the victim’s […]
  • A New Year, the same old thoughts. I think of liars and of dishonest courts. I think of no justice, year after year. A system once trusted, now one I fear. Lately we’ve been made promises galore. But it feels like I’ve heard it all before. Let’s wait to see if justice is to be […]
  • I try to let go and accept that you’ve gone. But sometimes I cry, like it’s still day one. ‘Hillsborough’ hits home on New Year’s Day. For nearly 25 years, they’ve kept justice at bay. I try to let go, but still call out your name. If only justice was ours, it might ease the […]