This is not my land

This is not my land

Toddler washed up on the beach

Refuge is now out of reach

Invasion is the word they preach

This is not my land

Sally will not eat today

Her children won’t go out to play

She can’t afford it anyway

This is not my land

Refugees put on a plane

Fly away their grief and pain

‘They won’t be coming here again’

This is not my land

Food-bank photos for the press

Sound-bites sanitise distress

People voted for this mess

This is not my land

Prices rising more and more

Income falling through the floor

But rich is richer, poor is poor

This is not my land

And this winter, we are told,

People may well die of cold

But that’s OK, it’s just the old

This is not my land

These things were not done in my name

I will not accept the blame

I’m sickened by this country’s shame

THIS IS NOT MY LAND