sticky tendrils dragging ever deeper
into the depths of
fear and hate and hopelessness
desolation clinging with tar-like viscosity
but don’t give up
glimpse the light that lies ahead
encompassing hope of better times to come
leave the darkness behind
and embrace the future’s bright promise
don’t give up
never give up
This week’s photo was taken at Southwell Workhouse a few weeks ago.
The Victorian workhouses were places designed to help the poorest members of society, giving them a roof over their heads, clothes, food and work, but they were also intended to be harsh, unpleasant places in order to deter all but the very poorest from applying for help. The able bloodied men and women who lived within the Workhouses were labelled as being ‘idle and profligate’, as they were unable to support themselves without aid. The cause of their hardship, however, was actually more often a simple lack of available work, but that fact didn’t prevent hem from being stigmatized.
If you’d like to know more about Southwell Workhouse, and workhouses in general, you can check out my mum’s (Millie Thom’s) post about the place here.