Apparent flaky cornflake-like snow
Muffles the hustle and bustle of Hounslow
Pat a pony draw close and listen
Hold on now watch and wait
Hither we come, wither we go
Trained ears to the white earth
Trained eyes to the dull grey sky
Listen and watch for the faint call of
Drums advancing quickly, without respite
The sins of the west
Blood and sweat of the coloured upon
Which the economy rest
Is camouflaged by the white earth
Make a big circle; pick the middle
Bouc-emmissaire, doomed messiah
To fall in and see the future
Rise in dance with the ghosts
Of the nations assembled before you
Then rise high above them
Dancing, twirling fast, stamp your
Feet, raise your voice and cry out loud
For today, the world is soundproof
The gods will not hear you
Cry your pain Diaspora
The ghosts assembled will with you
Now watch carefully
Around your head
A mist you cannot remove
Hovering, unhampered.
Written by Oluchi
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