Around the coast, grey watchtowers stand.
Our island heritage, some say,
while others fail to understand
why they remain here to this day
and have not been bulldozed to dust
through pragmatism or disgust.
What strange attachment do they feel,
the offspring of the Occupied,
to symbols of Germanic zeal
and ruthless power misapplied?
Those former times are past and gone.
Beyond these shores the world speeds on.
Richard Fleming
