Sarnia de la Maré FRSA Author, Musician, Artist

    Mummy, they’re killing children again Mummy, they’re killing children again I saw blood on TV this morning  over coffee brown swishing fluids,  shit and limbs and blood the new milk  for breakfast Mummy, they’re killing children again I saw men Big Strong Powerful men camouflaged in decency a coverup so sinful they closed their eyes as the guns took fire into the tiniest of beating hearts Mummy, they’re killing children again I saw homes razed to unsafe grounds where the rats now know they are no longer the vermin  of the earth’s war tapestries hung so proud on the walls of the victors Mummy, they’re killing children again I saw mothers wailing their pain so deep it  ejected their wombs, laid bare their eggs like a feast for the  soldiers  of hate Mummy, they’re killing children again when will they come  to take us to rape us deny us a life once promised by a God we can no longer find a God who does not see us a God who does not...

  Ruin When sleep won't come the ghosts appear they never left just disappeared for short a time I remember the old days when you were mine What fun we had crazy mad,  and glad to be alive The goodness died the fabulous faded jaded memories tarnished stories errors too loud to quiet the night The ghosts walk proud as we march with them to ruin © 2020 Sarnia de la Maré

“Firm Ground” is a modern parable where Jesus and Muhammad meet in St. James’s Park for lunch and a chat about faith — not in them, but in ourselves. Warm, witty, and just a little subversive. Firm Ground by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA Mohammed was taking a late morning stroll in St.James’s Park when he bumped into Jesus. ‘Ah, long time no see,’ exclaimed Jesus excitedly, moving in for one of his over the top man hugs. ‘You’re looking good,’ said Muhammad, ‘love the beard.’ ‘Ha,’ said Jesus, I was just admiring yours there too.’ Muhammed and Jesus sit together on a park bench to eat their lunch. ‘What’s in yours,’ asked Muhammed, eyeing up a rather exotic looking triple sandwich from the deli round the corner. ‘Mate,’ said Jesus, ‘this is the best, vegan as well,’ passing a generous chunk to his friend. ‘So how you finding things?’ asked Jesus. ‘Well,’ said Muhammad licking his lips of the best sauce he had tasted in the last thousand years…. ‘It’s hard here, people have so litt...