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Where is my home?

 

Lived here all my life

But now what do I see?

Different coloured people

Don’t act or speak like me,

 

Different culture, different tongue

Britain not so great.

Not like it used to be

Foreign rules to celebrate

 

Asian carry a machete

To kill a black or maim

Under English noses

 Who the hell is to blame?

 

Where is my country

Faces so unfriendly

Where is their integrity

It’s so alien to me

 

Immigrants by the hoards

Given help so freely

But where is our help when we need it?

(And costing us so dearly)

 

 Want to move away from my country,

Want to live with my own.

Now it’s all changed, no longer ours

My heritage I used to call home.

 

Linda Lawrence

 

With Issues like millions of other people.

 

18th May 2006