Exploitation by numbers

Rob Cullen
Resistance Poetry
Published in
3 min readJun 13, 2020

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Figuring it out at 60 + 5

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When I was 6 there were 10.

Now that I am 60 + 5 there are none.

I say there were 10 but some relics still remained

Let’s say 4 but there may have been more

But now I am 60 + 5 there is none.

When I was 10 + 5 there were 31

a class room emptied and the children

of fathers dead underground gone.

A year later and the children were gone too

and an empty classroom except for 1 or 2.

Then they were gone.

When I was 10 + 6 there were 144

then they were gone.

When I was 10 + 6 I was nearly gone

Almost drowned by my own body.

When I was 10 + 9 I was gone to another place

away from here where I could breathe.

When I was 30 + 2 I returned and there were 2

But now there are none.

When I was 30 + 5 — one came back again

But now that one has gone too

And now there are none again.

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Rob Cullen
Resistance Poetry

Rob Cullen artist, writer, poet, artist — admires Lorca, the view of my garden, the thoughts of my sheepdog. Likes cooking what I grow. www.celfypridd.co.uk