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The making, the building up with care

 

The making, the building up with care

 

Haven’t minorities been through enough?

We’d started to make tentative progress

I called Trump a dropkick

But Dermott better called him “a thug”

Dog whistling for bigoted bullies

& so the politics of division

Tomorrow the calendar calls “Australia Day”

An anniversary of British Invasion

& the commencement of a genocide

Another divisive celebration

I haven’t been writing coz money demands of me

But I need to write

Coz it appears that many people switch off the news

When the going gets tough

But now is not the time for that

Now is the time for fighting back

& while we’ve seen the left turn a blind eye to crimes

The right are launching an all out assault on the person

Still we can’t turn on one another

Coz that’s the far right’s plan

We must stick together

Today is Robbie Burns day

& I was gathered to an event

& I heard beautiful poetry & music

& ate haggis

& it was multicultural

& a mother with her babe at her breast

& sang like an angel

We’ve gotta cling to nights like this

Because our cultures have much to teach

& there’s beauty everywhere

The making, the building up with care

Not the tearing down by thugs for hire

 

 

Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2025.

 

 

 

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