Mhairi Stuart

I am walking back through thirty years
I am trying to show you the child becoming the woman
I am trying to illustrate innocence as it is lost
Abandoned, I am wondering who will pick us up and take us home
And what reality we will be left to view the world with after

Everyone I know is doing something illegal
If this is the case, then who made the laws?
Not My People
Laws which I will Say
Have Never Once
Made Me
Feel Safe
But have served to lock my friends away
I Am Found Guilty Every Day
And I always bear in mind
Those now lost once left behind (extract from my own poem written in 1999, aged 18)