Another rotation
of my brain:
slow down, come again?
Red tape density
traumatic intensity
deeper than sadness
complete fucking madness
no work
no home
no food
no cash
For the sake of clarity:
you can receive sweet charity
or sweet fuck all
Our borders guarded
by turbulent seas
and violent rhetoric
Ridiculous notions
of crossing oceans
boat owners frowning
watching kids drowning
leaving behind
their home, their mind
just to come here
and claim benefits;
to act as the nemesis
for Daily Mail readers
and bottom feeders?
Are you that fucking blind?
Are you out of your mind?
Can you see them as you?
Put yourself in their shoes?
What in hell would you do?


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