Blackheath

Upon the heath by Greenwich Park
Where time extends into the blue
And common land reaches out
A grassland mass in London’s hue

A site of long-gone industry
Where gravel spoils were seized
Reclaimed by nature’s healing balm
Gorse blossom caught upon the breeze

Where Romans once transversed the heath
Wat Tyler’s band met to protest
Where highway men have purged the rich
And black death’s victims laid to rest

And calling sinners from afar
Kent’s needle sits on church beneath
Arising from this open space
Amidst the wonders of Blackheath

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