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Mark Kennedy Stone: (One Of) An Enemy
For years, undercover police
had secretly, covertly fleeced
and infiltrated citizens,
their fam’ilies, the denizens
a reason they would finally howl
a mighty hue and cry as: FOUL!
No justice offered, just excuse.
One’s race, an activist, a ruse,
or heaven help a woman’s truth
to be in fullness of one’s youth;
who let her feelings for a start
be tangled in affairs of heart.
The secret fellow makes believe
a good intention, yet deceives.
The lies to get her in her bed,
to coax to have his way instead.
The fam’ly, unaware the fall,
For love of daughter, kin and all.
The Met, The Yard, atone and try
To look the public in the eye.
How could a man so blatantly,
sleep, and fool the citizenry?
A photo of the two in love?
Look closer; of a wolf & dove.
It leaves us with a bitter taste;
to trust authority - a waste!
For all these years, half century,
two generations’ memories.
Gone is a faith to him the shame
You only have yourself to blame.
Published 20th Jul 2019
Author's Note
My entry for the “Mark Kennedy Stone” comp that took the trophy by public votes - my thanks to them, & host AB.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Kennedy_(police_officer)
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Kennedy_(police_officer)
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20th Jul 2019 5:45pm
Congrats on winning the comp. Amazing how perpetrators pull out the victim card when they get found out.
20th Jul 2019 6:16pm
Thank you, Josh, I really appreciate that. And yes, very amazing. Even more so, that this sort of thing started happening way back in ‘68!
Congratulations from me too for winning the competition. As usual, you impress with your tight syllable count that drives through part of the vile tale of undercover policing. That of the utterly wrecking of people's lives by pretending to be friends, lovers and husbands: as you say, 'wolf and dove'. You also draw attention to how it isn't only the immediate victims but the ripples to the families of the victims. You capture how the Met tries to atone but ... it's all hollow. The woman who was in charge of the operation that ended up killing Charles de Menezes is now the head of the Met ... anyone with any decency couldn't stomach being in the same room as her yet she attends public meetings as part of her duties ... But I digress from your poem ... It captures a foul, vile, shameful and ongoing manner in which the State lies to its citizens in the most personal ways ... that is, through sending people to pretend to fall in love with them.
Thank you so very much, AB, for your wonderful info-infused critique, giving my humble effort a validity that has me bow with the honor. A story that makes one shudder for all of the unfortunate victims - generations of them!
20th Jul 2019 10:38pm
Anonymous comment was helpful, as I am unfamiliar, but even so, I can see why you took the comp. Terrific use of both evocative language and disciplined, economic form.
Thank you, Daniel, that’s so very generous of you. It’s a poem that, as I developed it into the actual hair-raising factual story, had me feel deeply about every direction it went.
I’ve replicated a link that will help in a straightforward way. If I were to give you the links where I did my research, you might wander down several of the sidebar stories and never to be seen again, like in a high hedge maze.
Still in all, I’m glad how you appreciate the effort.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Kennedy_(police_officer)
I’ve replicated a link that will help in a straightforward way. If I were to give you the links where I did my research, you might wander down several of the sidebar stories and never to be seen again, like in a high hedge maze.
Still in all, I’m glad how you appreciate the effort.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Kennedy_(police_officer)
