The quest on Saddleworth Moor

Everton Brome

 

 

A cracked pair of glasses lay frozen in time

Resembling our fractured minds yet keen to learn.

One nation’s heart like bells in a painful chime

Awaiting news of Keith Bennett’s safe return

 

His mother Winnie Johnson’s maternal pain

In its continuous horror had just began

Thoughts of John, Leslie Edwards and Pauline

Filled his room and her head in a delirious scan.

 

Evil predatorted the street as in a transit van,

The day of June 16th 1964

Then took Keith Bennett on route to see his Gran

And wasted his life on Saddleworth Moor.

 

For forty eight years Winnie Johnson cried

While the nation’s sympathy and grief out poured.

Then cancer took her tears and mercifully she died,

Looking for Keith’s body on Saddleworth Moor.

 

As the moors silently mourned yet willing to ply

The secret location of Keith it quietly retained,.

Her long search under a bleak and unyielding sky

Was taunted by an evil killer playing sinister games.

 

Not for a moment will we feel or understand

Winnie’s pain or passion as she walked alone.

To find the grotesque grave dug by evil hands

To retrieve Keith body and bring him home.

 

Goodbye Winnie, your heart is no longer torn

Once again you have found your beloved boy

Your journeys are over, yours souls are reborn

Walk the last mile together in the land of eternal joy.

 

Written by Everton Brome 21st August 2012

with the deepest of sympathy for the family of Winnie Johnson.

Thinking of the innocence ones taken early by evil.

 

  • Author: Everton Brome (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 4th, 2016 12:18
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Comments2

  • lysistrata

    Thanks for reminding me this case.
    May my prayers ease the pain of the families that lost a loved one & may God grant forgiveness to the evil ones...

  • Everton Brome



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