#EnglishWriters
There was a young vegan Called Steven, Who just would not kill for no rea… This kid would not eat No cheese or no meat
We Black men of England Too proud to cry for shame, Let’s cry a sea Cry publicly, Expose our very pain,
At the bottom of my garden There’s a hedgehog and a frog And a lot of creepy—crawlies Living underneath a log, There’s a baby daddy long legs
Smart big awards and prize money Is killing off black poetry It’s not censors or dictators that… The lure of meeting royalty And touching high society
Your house is Falling down Around Your Feet,
Remember that vegan called Steven Yes he would not kill for no reaso… Well I saw him today Wearing nothing I say But some cabbage leaves
Be nice to yu turkeys dis christma… Cos’ turkeys just wanna hav fun Turkeys are cool, turkeys are wick… An every turkey has a Mum. Be nice to yu turkeys dis christma…
I waz whitemailed By a white witch, Wid white magic An white lies, Branded by a white sheep
We first met on a golden night As the moon radiated love light On the dock of the bay. Somewhere between the real deal an… We lay unapologetically
The coconuts have got the jobs. The race industry is a growth indu… We despairing, they careering. We want more peace they want more… The Uncle Toms are getting paid.
I am the type you are supposed to… Black and foreign Big and dreadlocks An uneducated grass eater. I talk in tongues
They put a leather belt around her 13 feet of tape and bound her Handcuffs to secure her And only God knows what else, She’s illegal, so deport her
We know who the killers are, We have watched them strut before… As proud as sick Mussolinis’, We have watched them strut before… Compassionless and arrogant,
I used to think nurses Were women, I used to think police Were men, I used to think poets
I come from a musical place Where they shoot me for my song And my brother has been tortured By my brother in my land. I come from a beautiful place
