Stonehenge it sits there
on Salisbury plain
thousands of souls
Feel its ancient refrain
the sarsons the blue stones
it stands there in vain
twenty two quid
for admission to be
close to the history
close to it all
thats what it costs tragically.
they are making a killing
you march through the shop
knicks nacks
and items galore
fleecing the tourists
as for the students
and sadness
from anyone poor
and now its a tunnel
they have big ideas
smash up the artifacts
who cares about tears
its all about profit
no prophets around
the footprint packed with history
on hallowed ground.
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.