Our Resting Comrade

Amongst fallen leaves and flowers
our resting Comrade lies,
Remembered with a small damp stone
and candles and roses

under darkest Northern skies,
Placed in the ground from
imperial prison where protest,
Nothing,

Resistance – all,
Before the final nights came
in terror and flames
with a noose,

Now here she lies, forever,
Remembered with a small damp stone,
and candles, and roses.

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