Oh utter feelings of dismay
Oh utter feelings of dismay*
How long do you plan to stay?
When you speak ,it sounds as if you are regurgitating in
reverse
your words so fake
like a chocolate coin, in a purse
The chocolate went stale
You are like a parasite tree, from another region
Drinking my earths sap
Depriving our roots of life’s water
Spreading your foreign seeds
Bringing forth foreign offspring
With foreign thoughts
Promoting and pursuing a gold rush
To mine mountains of fools gold
Oh why don’t you go back to your own region
and be a tree just there
amongst your own
Where millions and millions of others are
Maybe you are not wanted there
Maybe you were cast out
Unwanted seed off arrogance
Invading my father’s ground
Give me back my water
So that I my bloom
In the soil where I have been planted
Go back!
Go back!
O hateful thing
Oh God have mercy!
My heart
To sing!!!
* [In response to a colleague’s Facebook post, over the current situation]
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