Not Yours to Take

by Sam Marshall

Come down!
Come down!
Red white and blue
In overdose,
As the man in the big hat
Takes his seat
On the undemocratic throne
Of our mass stolen heritage.

We stole
the gold,
the land,
the people

Took it all,
And now we are expected
To celebrate,
As we suffer poverty
Because mummy's dead
And her son,
Has an ersatz right
To something that was never anyones
To begin with