Lawrence

          race hate     track  back         still
    but trace it  we will                 and  You
                                       You         will rot in hell 


                              Donny 

Donny was the only black boy in the school.  I remember holding his hand at playtimes.
Cold as ice it was.  He probably hadn't acclimatised.   Or it was because of all the jibing.
I remember being told off by the teacher for interfering. Or for telling it as it was
and as it wasn't to be told.  The teacher was Mrs.Dearing, I think.  Yes.  Mrs.Dearing.
And at some point in the none too distant future she would ensure that Donny's hand -
and mine for that matter - could be warmed up with a good thrashing.

K