Page 98 - Poems by Alyson Malach - Childhood to Adulthood

Caribbeans and Asians, told Britain’s their home,

The 'Mother Country' they’d known.
Migration waves, a constant in time,

White Britons from Jewish, Irish, Eastern climes.

Post-war years, Europe and Ireland sent,

Millions to Britain, where dreams were spent.
British settlers abroad, called expats with pride,

Their history too, can’t be denied.

So where are we now, in this time of change?

Two traditions in Britain, stark and strange.
One of freedom, equality’s call,

Another sees these as rhetoric, that’s all.

Since the 80s, progress we’ve made,

Bigot’s face consequences, hate starts to fade.

Fewer bullets in posts, less open hate,
Diverse teams in sports, change at the gate.

Our politicians, our TV, reflect our diverse land,

Ads and shows where we take a stand.

Yet history’s shadows still whisper near,
Injustice remains, progress unclear.

But we rise, determined and strong,

For a Britain where equality belongs.

Let justice ring in every heart,

For our shared story, we each play a part.

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