Murder of an activist

Rob Cullen
Resistance Poetry
Published in
3 min readOct 5, 2020

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“Our lives are brief, a mere fluttering in time. So open the door wide and let the light in!”

So we cut the roses for your grave and let them rest on the wet grass — your life was a golden thing, hope filled and hope given to so many! You will never leave us.

In the early afternoon of Thursday 16th June 2016, after leaving a meeting with her local constituents, the 41-year old British Labour politician Helen Joanne Cox, a married mother of two young children, was chased down the streets of Birstall, England by a man intent on killing her, a killer who was patiently lying in wait. The man subsequently stabbed her, then shot her, and left her to bleed to death in a car park behind the local library.

Murder of an activist

Dress it up whichever way you want,

but what it breaks down to

is the senseless murder

of a woman by a man.

Senseless the loss.

Senseless the pain.

The resort to violence.

The resort to hate.

And the mindless murder

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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