Protest March. Poem by Michael Walker

Protest March.



It was time for my first demonstration,
in Palmerston North yesterday afternoon.
There was a protest against the Weapons Expo,
(NZ Defence Association Industry Forum)
to be held soon at at the Trust Arena.
I felt at home with the marchers in The Square,
and the placards, 'Whose streets? Our streets! '
'We are not disturbing the peace.'
I sensed no hostility in pedestrians
or the yellow-vested sunglasses police,
as we set off for Cuba Street
and paused to hear a brief speech:
' Palmerston North is a Peace City.'
We don't want Weapons Expo here, '
said a suave city councillor.
'Thank you all for being here from near and far'.


The march turned right into Pascal Street
and down to the Arena gates and more rhetoric.
I saw on one young man's polo shirt 'JFK'-
the president of peace except in Saigon maybe.
John Lennon's 'Give Peace A Chance' played loud
then 'Imagine', a call for freedom and peace.
I liked the lyrics, accompanied by piano chords.
And yes, there were free lunches for everyone.
'These are my kind of people', I thought,
ambling back in the provincial sunshine
to The Square.

- 30/31 October,2018.

Protest March.
Wednesday, October 31, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I was in Palmerston North yesterday. Knowing the protest march was on, I joined it. It was a lot of fun and very fulfilling. For once in my life. I may return to check out the Expo when it is held; it could be this weekend.
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