These petty tribes hunt in savage packs and can
Smell fear and blood a mile away. These ape men and
Their crude, painted zombies don't like outsiders;
Especially eccentrics and foreigners.
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And sadly many a Welsh one too around the clock. A poem that pulls no life realities punches and says it as it But, there's always hope for change, perhaps? Nicely expressed observations Dominic and I love your line about 'Their crude painted zombies.' Many thanks and a full score and simply ignore them like this Tory so called government.
No hope for change..unless we perhaps introduce thought reform camps like Chairman Mao notoriously did in China..I'm jesting of course...but perhaps it's food for thought.