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Win
England isn’t
As England was
She said matter-of-factly,
The brief silence that followed
Screamed sadness, love, anger,
London isn’t
As London was
She added as she led me past
The small shops that once were
Not long ago,
The pity of the moment
Was that neither of us wished
To appear politically incorrect,
Scared to call a spade a spade,
A heart a heart,
Caught in the historical shift
Of populations and cultures
Not unlike the blanket slowly
Drawn up towards the chin,
It covers cities and countries
Where the majority becomes
The minority afraid to speak
Because of the laws they once
Enacted to protect the minority
That is becoming the new majority.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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