Today one-in-twenty
British people
hold a shared belief –
for that should they be
summarily rounded up –
after a few years
of harassment
and segregation
and then be consigned
into cattle trucks
and carried across
their homeland counties
to a place of final shoves –
of dogs and guns
and hard fists and shouts
and a sick unease
where interwoven fingers
will be broken
as families and lovers
are unloaded
and that is before
they find the hard slats
to sit upon
where others sat in disbelief?
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Mike Bell's expanding collection of poems is his ongoing response to actual moments – conjured memories – and a fearful future.
His ambition is to publish 10,000 poems, and then take a nap.
His writing continues to be reproduced in various formats and journals – he also throws himself out there in occasional readings – open mics and poetry sessions – when his body is willing.
Mike Bell is found working for money as a freelance set designer.
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