I harbour secret imaginings
Of social masochism
And retribution
With unprecedented
Religious openness
The old adage comes karmic
And the third shall be first
So we should fear
Their frustration
Their Khmer anger
Shored against ruin
So maybe someday
Some African nation
Will impose a protectorate
And a hut tax on Whitehall
And maybe one day
All my good friends in Delhi
Will de-industrialize the Docklands
So we should fear
Their frustration
Their Khmer anger
Shored against ruin
We should fear
Their terrain
Their Himalayas
Shored against a ruin
We should fear
Their frustration
(At us)
Their Khmer anger
Shored against a ruin
Chinua Achebe
Let's start pointing fingers
At a room of Caucasian men
Somewhere in EC1
Ho Chi Minh
Here come the Americans again
This time armed with cameras and arrogance
In place of their MP5
Steven Biko
What happened to Soweto?
Your disposessed millions have
Retained their apartheid slum
Wealthy millions
Here comes
An army of landmine refugees
In limbless solidarity
Come to reclaim their negative equity
In Kensington
Knightsbridge
Chelsea
And Fulham
And is their still time
To disencircle Bagdhad
And compose a little jingo tune
A burgeon times that we had?
Forty-five minutes
At the top of
This skyscraper
It's not enough
Forty-five minutes
Forty-five minutes
One thousand feet
Forty-five minutes
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