11th of July 2021

Wrapped in red, white and blue,
Their eyes wide, bulging, unseeing,
They clamour , their excitement sweeping them along,
All reason abandoned, left floating in the bottom of a beer glass.

This army of so-called Patriots crushing anyone in their way,
Breaking all rules,
Peddling Terror.

And so they charge.

Believing they are entitled while lacking respect,
Embittered by the Haves and the Have Nots,
These faceless cowardly voices of hate hide behind fists and social walls.

A long festering wound refusing to heal.

Home of the beautiful game…..

Oh the irony!

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