Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2018
I don't need to learn your language as I'm just visiting here
I know the words I need chips and egg and beer.
Drunk all night asleep all day there is only ever we and never us.
But come to "Our England" and you have to be one of us.
Expats colonise and open bars for brits.
But over here in England don't dare be yourself.
Why can't you speak English, you're not a refugee.
Go back to were you came from.
I can't it's blown to bits!
Ok I got angry with intolerance
Micheal Wolf
Written by
Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
(On the edge of reason, UK)   
157
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems