Britannia?

Not impressed,

We have no respect

For your no-atmosphere,

No adventure, plastic-history majesty.

We stamp and grind our filth,

Coarse, guttural words, accents

And pack-rut scents

Into your sacred corners,

Set fire to what you believed

Were permanent thrones;

Laughing, chanting, mocking

In the toxic happiness of

Thick smoke blossoms.

Because we are here!

Because we are young,

Because we dare,

Because we can!

 

28/8/2013

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