The breeze blows,
Steady as the wind of change.
The sun shines,
Warm like a smiling face.

Today,
You are smiling.
WHY?

Today doesn't seem like England.

But look!
The people do -
They look like England -
They are England

GREAT!?
Britain.

The lips shut tight - STIFF
Squinted Eyes - don't
Want to see.
What? they are
Doing - Have done

Heads bent in thought - money, money,
Money, briefcase in hand - POWER wealth
Murder, Murder,
MURDER!

Today -
At a glance -
Doesn't seem
Like England.

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