punk poem
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I want to put the great into Britain, But what makes a nation great? What kind of country shall we create? I’m fed up with this greed and division, What happens next is your decision.
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The hate pandemicRuns anaemicThis hate pandemicBloody systemic We turn on each other,While they’re left alone.The hatred smothersBreathe the twilight zone. Scapegoating stormtroopers,Marching on hotels.Radicalised shooters,Fallen under spells. A generation lost,A country doomed.Deaf to the cost,Force-fed to consume. This hate pandemicIt’s epidemic.The hate pandemicYou’re pathetic.
Solidarity Steve 