I see the old man has posted on WP after his summer break. I suppose I better retweet his poem. It’s powerful, for sure.
I am the gypsy in the company of Nazis
I am the black slave The Empire kept under its bowler hat
I am the immigrant Albion gave the thumbs down to
The one the beer-bellied disciple would deny
The one the true blue dyed-in-the-wool cannot stomach
The one the ‘old’ rich and their host of rattled barbarian retainers despise
It matters not
By choice or by circumstance my days are numbered
After all the stateless one who has no future cares not a jot
If he dies by the blade, the poisoned pill or in the arms of a lover
Gone the flag of amorous stars
Back the plain Jane triplets
George, Andrew and David
The banner of Christianity astray
No more Oswald’s blackshirts
Unavailable in Primark
Unavailable in pink
Boneheads and loud voices
The order of the day
The compass without a pointer an immoral public servant’s treasure
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Brilliant!!
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Thanks, Yasmin. He does fight his corner when he writes ~ George
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It’s like the eye of the tiger , Mike is clever and worldly wise.
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He certainly sees right from wrong and fights his corner. I did like this poem. I like all poems that make me think or reflect ~ George
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Nice.
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True to the time.
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Brilliant words and that photo……..!!!
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Thanks. The Old Man having his rant – a very good rant ~ George
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Graet words George ! Best, Jürgen
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Thanks ~ George
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