Those greedy eyes in the sky fly by aye we’ve eyed the lie of your land.
We come to integrate not to tolerate.
Why don’t we scream
. . . . . . Heathens
. . . . . . . . . . Rape
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .Murder
In a 1000 years will new pride in our ancestry include the river neutral and reflection farm as the hare thwarted in his run courses with a sore head and the ancient ways of badgers are cut by prows of steel.
Dig my fine fellow, dig.
When will we fight.
Your hedges no barrier we will slice like a longship across your furrows.
When will we fight
INVASION
Knight Heron, Langmere, Norfolk, May 2025
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