~****economic Racism ****~
A white man english.
Proud to be a cleaner of london streets
The woman scott marched off his bed since decade or two
For a truck drivers christ sake
Since then nobody accepted the ageing man with time
Complained buddhists being devoid of balls and hindus have caste system
But i doubted why then no renowned solicitor from chancery lane or a member
of british parliament do not open white arms of snow that he brings in summer
I did put him in thought until one day his fingers fell on a fish
A girl who resembles a children from philippines
poor she is reared up, more poor her innocence
to be victim of coming to england thinking the roads of britain
to be laid on stones which when touched become gold with english residence
Something to never happen for her trust of being just eighteen in disdain and chastity dishonoured
by this man before the foxy shackles of legal bills
But he claims still he is not a paedophile
what the other day he said as racist slurs on a silent rally of muslims to play agile
Now he dies.Owing to burdened health.
For his ritual his claimed son from an unknown mother has no time from countng chickens and eggs
His hatred what he learned as Paki from school is a gun not to be reloaded in mouth
He brought the poor filipino for some pervert heroism over race
a narrow path of white patch which when when disbanded shocks come in counts of colours
what the world overlooks, the victims feel and britain`s save white laws make them reel
a practised national socialism of laws by white for whites for others on the verge of efface
in proportion of tax paid to a woman who never studied finance
Coming back to philippina she has no eat now
No dog to sit with a plastic cup before central london
lined with madness, weariness of men-perhaps they could not just clean their way out
born in first world capitalism with so much insurance of a big mouth
This woman has none -not even permanent residence and justice undone
The dirt of london cleaned over years as pension does not even make her
stay ensured to be permanent, she will be thrown out unknowingly
as life is perhaps more hard in finding another cleaner
who voicing to be christ everytime never understood what
christ originally who was never but a jew meant and directed it to be
a prophecy which if not sold on streets as a jehovahs propaganda
and waging wars worldwide would have done better
poem by Amit Ray
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