Little England

Cherry

By smokejack

Sat, 10 Jun 2017
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Little England

 

Has grown small

We used to be full of life

We used to stand tall

Now we peak from behind a wall

 

Little England

 

Used to welcome strangers

With smiles and open arms

Now we judge people of colour

And we’ve lost all our charms

 

Little England

 

Is ruled by the cold of heart

Who thrive on money and spite

They boast of selling weapons

To keep the power and the might

 

Little England

 

Pines for its colonial days

When they used to rule the waves

Building empires across foreign lands

Burying the natives in shallow graves

 

Little England

 

Run by Bankers Royals and Lords

And savage corporate crocodiles

The smell of blood adds to the thrill

Killing kindness with twisted smiles

 

Little England

 

Has a curved spine and a whispering cry

And its conscience has lost its way

War is the new profit centre

The dog is on its last day

 

JMN©2017

Certificate U
Poem
Philosophy

Comments

Submitted by airyfairy on

The 'Little England' mentality is certainly something to be fought, and let's hope the election result is an indication that some, most importantly the young, are standing up to it.  As to the past - I'm not sure we were ever that welcoming to strangers, and we have a long and inglorious history of judging people by their colour, their sexuality, their class etc - I think you hint at this with the references to Empire.  Wholly agree with the general sentiment, though. 

Submitted by PoppyS on

We are broken, crippled by consecutive uncaring, greedy politicians,
I love my Country, but I see NO fix as no one really cares, those in power are here today and gone tomorrow they have no long term objectives.

Sad, but true piece.

 

Pops ~xx~

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