Can I speak?

Can I speak, now, for England?
(With the mild-righteous-bigots).
I offer my shaking hand,
Will my words make you drop it?

The Daily Mail, font-large-loudly,
Upper-cased, Albion-proudly;
My senses report old fears,
That one day no one will hear.

Middle class, Middle Europe,
We are all re-washed ashore:
We bled before, war-tore lives,
Fail with fresh jingo-writ lies.

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