Riot
The street is open the
men are divided
Bricks, stones, batons,
all provided
I feel scared with all
this drama
Need to find some mental
armour
The theme for today is
violence
Boundaries will be set
This will be a day
One will never forget.
Horses run and blue
lights flash
As hordes of rioters
begin to dash
Blood spilled on this
street
One I remember was so
neat.
Glassed ground, my frown
Upside down, all safe
around
With my peers, riot
sounds
Like music to my ears.
Terry Casey
Armour is a project that uses words and stitches to explore the ways we protect ourselves. It is a collaboration with veterans of armed conflict and with people who have lived experience of homelessness. We asked people to describe their personal "armour", physical and mental. Artworks inspired by gambesons, the quilted jackets worn under suits of armour, were made out of rust dyed fabric and embroidered with poems, and other writings.
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