I'm not woke, so I am told. Lectured to about oppression by a man in shoes that cost a week of my salary. So here is some of what I'm not.
I'm not gay or trans or identified as something I'm not, but you can if you like I don't care at all.
I'm not totally white I'm a mix or a blend I don't see my own colour and to you that offends?
I'm not pro life nor death what a woman does is up to her. If you dispute that do you think she cares?
I'm not into gods but you can have yours. Worship sing and chant if you like but please keep that to yourself.
So if you ain't happy you can burn your bra or block the road if you think it will furher your cause. I've seen all that it's nothing new. It's how it's done that defines you.
Meet on mass and air your views. But never presume or assume as it makes you a fool. If I'm not one of you you say I'm one of them! There you go assuming again.
Who I am is for me alone and I object to being pigeon holed. So while you shout privileged and fed from a spoon I remember having holes in my shoes when I was at school. Paper inside to keep out the cold till mum could afford to get some more.
I was a boy and had three sisters. So hand me downs didn't fit me. My first bike had three previous owners who did more mileage than Lance Armstrong.
When I went to college and met new people. It wasn't our differences that made us friends and we listend to punk and rock as well.
So who told us we all had to be offended when we came so far from all the hatred. Those younger than me who now riot have never asked me why I am quiet. I'm quiet because you're killing me. Tearing apart society in the name of justice and equality. The narrative of segregation is once again on the table and this time it's violence you use to enable. If you hurt then fight to heal. But don't be a fool and hurt others too. Change the system not whats been. Do it with peace like we did.
I remember strikes and three day weeks. No sugar or butter and beans on toast, yet you post pictures of your Sunday roast telling me I simply don't know what it's like to be you.
Let me explain what I see of you.
You protest on media and scream for a cause. Done from an iPad from China do you know where human rights are very poor? My phone is made in South Korea. More ethical I think you'll agree.
You keep telling us oldies were part of the problem. We don't understand. We can't see your view.
Says someone in £500 shoes. Who is privileged? I am asking you.
I remember walking to school with holes in my shoes.