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The Immigrant In The Room – And On The Street<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n by David Erdos<\/em><\/p>\n It seems quiet here now, and yet Uxbridge neighbours Hounslow, As the Anti-Immigration lobby extend their hate filled rooms From Fear\u2019s circus, who will roar and bite beside clowns. Is hate heated; British racism bridling under the swampland When it has come to wash over, or soothe the savage brow, The world has gone mad. We are the end of ecstasy generation. Has been corrupted, convinced and completely conquered, To embrace bigotry. I call for hope every day and it even basslines From the Ring, as I as failed Ringmaster attempt to put all ducks To the net kept below. But as with all nets, the holes just get wider Compromised. As we witness attacks from the U4, or 222 bus, As the English feel threatened again, because some ugly thug As he stumbles and slips, sliding easily into violence, Victims swimming. They circle the globe seeking refuge Ourselves on that here, but Brexit alone fanned that fire, To be seen. Food needs teach. But now the thick coalesce Google trouble\u2019s map and you\u2019ll see; how the Metropolitan day As the Central line of connection is cut at once by grown At birds, happily. The Elephants in the Circus are trapped Fashioned and the ways we retract decency. Everywhere looks The London Riots some years back, the planning of this makes It isn\u2019t about whether we can avoid it now, or deserve it; we do. The only aim, were not for the others. By which I mean aspects, For themselves, or with others. Israel\u2019s murder of Haniyeh The notion of Homeland as both idea and location. If anyone\u2019s New lust for hate. Centralise in new ways if you can. These days Clowns are crazy. Can you hear their laugh? Its like screaming. The will to consider anyone else inches from us. If I am wrong And smeared by Suella Braverman and Unpriti Patel, shrill before her. Each vowel flat. For we need fresh new ground and not With this lack of foresight, should it go on, we are blind. How does one rip through racists? How do we break the bind? Or, whoevers out there, between Hillingdon here and \u00edn Hayes? To tame suspicion and hatred. And how, having wasted whatever If not for us then those children who may not live to outlive us. This week in London, and now tonight there\u2019s the wave Break down your borders. We are all in this air. The Immigrant In The Room – And On The Street by David Erdos It seems quiet here now, and yet Uxbridge neighbours Hounslow,As do other strained suburbs…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":562,"featured_media":17280,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1660],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17282","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17282","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/562"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17282"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17282\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/17280"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17282"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17282"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17282"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
As do other strained suburbs in other cities near, other towns<\/p>\n
To chase pavements, not as Duffy did, but as the animals<\/p>\n
Not that fear is the key, for what has been unlocked of late<\/p>\n
The sun has enduced, and which cannot be cooled by the rain<\/p>\n
Or breast, for what\u2019s savage cannot ever be quelled, or reduced.<\/p>\n
Where once they danced in the 80s, these 20s and this Century<\/p>\n
By Ignorance only, as we fell for fools as false idols and have come<\/p>\n
These poems. And these poems are warnings, declarations too,<\/p>\n
In row, despite lions, and where high wire above us, we can all look<\/p>\n
And wider. The Far Right hand side edges closer and the left is itself<\/p>\n
Daily, heat stoking horror, or ruin through rain realized.<\/p>\n
Prods them, grimacing gladly, much like the clown courting jeers<\/p>\n
Which we are seeing now, while cowed lions, and the Elephants,
Hidden are mistreated madly and the truth of abuse claims
Their cheers. Countries collapse and each crack sends its spilt<\/p>\n
And the humanity Christians preach. And we say we pride<\/p>\n
And the backfire rages as Clonakilty black pudding is nowhere<\/p>\n
Into a hateful mob, two miles distant. As they do now in all places<\/p>\n
Holds no Jubilee. It just circles back on itself, damning Districts<\/p>\n
Children; the kind who disgust me as they stamp and kick<\/p>\n
Wherever they go. No-one\u2019s welcome. I rue the days we have<\/p>\n
The same. It just has a different branch of Costa. And just like<\/p>\n
One see how the grand and holy cull now will come.<\/p>\n
But surviving and uniting as one against this is practically<\/p>\n
Not those we should help, or assist in finding a home ,be it<\/p>\n
As a singular now act illustrates that we have hallowed out<\/p>\n
God is there, Its disgusted by love\u2019s rejection in favour of this<\/p>\n
The Middle of the Road feels like Heaven. But the roads are ripped
And around us the Circus tent has been torn. Ignorance manifests.
The Clowns are as they were in Moore and Bolland\u2019s Killing Joke.<\/p>\n
And now each visceral night makes walks porn. We do not have<\/p>\n
I am ready to eat your shoes and each hat. We live in a land stained<\/p>\n
Let\u2019s hope that Rachel Reeves heals us as she hardens now,<\/p>\n
The strange streets we\u2019re repainting with blood and anger;<\/p>\n
The stunned lions stare, as the exotic elephants seek each shadow.<\/p>\n
With which each new despot damns, be it Netanyahu, or Putin?<\/p>\n
It will be the ultimate ask. But the task is how on Earth<\/p>\n
God gave we can save something good, something true,<\/p>\n
Will there be another American Civil War come November?<\/p>\n
That Noah first saw, and then the Dinosaurs before freezing.<\/p>\n
Share your cave.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"