This is not happening

This you can’t see

The prison cells are filling

Whilst you digest the lies on TV

This is not happening

This you can’t see

You play deaf dumb and blind

Until you see

This is happening

This you can see

Your brother your mother your father

Taken away

Live on TV

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The knock at the door will come,

As night follows night.

They come at this time you know  

When justice is out of sight

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I fear for the soil

The mother and

Child in tow

The gentle hello

To my foreign wife

I fear that when

She leaves the house

She might not come back

The bus stop is danger

The supermarket

The train

Walking down the streets

I called my own

But now they are “Theirs”

And we must be quiet and hide

Until my country comes back

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