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I hope you fall from your high horse
While the death of humanity is washing up on European shores
Oh how we mock another man’s wall,
but our ignorance blinds the barbed wire at our own front door
This continent is thriving on the disparity we created
All the while it’s shrugging to the refugee’s fate
Walls and fences, to keep us free? From what?
Free from our own fear of sharing you mean!
The table is lavishly laid but there is no chair
for anyone who is colonially late
The Politics of Pretend, it raises a levy
on the lives of countless women and men