Corruption, riots, ambulances in flames.
More terrorist plots - no media blames.
Patriots protest - far right rage.
Thuggery - before feet hit the cobbled stage.
Before a word, before a sign.
The verdict drawn the fault assigned.
Muslims with swords nothing to see
mosques filled with knifes - nobody cries.
An Englishman with banner - jailed and dies.
Two sides shout - false stories told
one painted just - one painted cold.
Bricks still fly - Left lips still lie
We cant coexist! - neath our English sky.
Two tier injustice - the coward police embrace.
In one hand a baton - to the dark there's grace.
Another sentence suspended - another fuckin sex crime
Four years in prison - for a social media line.
Still to come - more tears, more blood, and more loss.
But still we will hoist - our St George Cross!
Smith Shine Poetry 