Poem 212 of 230:  REMEMBER THEM?

 

Back when we became defenders

    (We have plainly been attackers),

Defenders’ blood, sweat and years

    Were paid to keep a good home-way –

A way about to be stealth-blown,

    As mass immigration gained-sway

And as we slipped as maintainers.

 

(C) David Franks 2003 – https://walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com