It's ten years since the end of the longest strike in British labour movement
history-The Liverpool docks strike . The Liverpool dockers and the Women of the Waterfront performed heroics to win their strike but got sold out by their
own union the Transport and General workers Union.
I'm a docker under a Mersey sky
My heart longs for
a time free from worry ; I blow
on my freezing picket lines hands
Fuckin' bosses!!
I'm obsessed with Unity and Solidarity
They see the world in
dog eat dog bottom line terms
but i never will
How much longer must
this pain go on ?
Bloody forever if needs be-
know whaur a fuckin' mean like !!
Peter Burton
February 2008
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