go back to where you came from:
that dark prison cell in khartoum
where torture chairs
heat thighs / like
that dark prison cell in khartoum
where torture chairs
heat thighs / like
steak on an unoiled barbecue
to where you came from / hey you
to that / two cent per box
twenty-hour-work-day live -in
jean sweat-shop / to the
bare bullet ricochet
suicide bomb/bardment
suicide bomb/bardment
& midnight raids
the war rape
& war rape
& war rape
& war rape
go back to where
you came from /you came
uninvited / illegal
illiterate / illegitimate
it is all so f*cking illogical
go back to where you came from
you might be a ‘faggot’
& back home they execute gays
the government hz put a price on your head:
your destitute neighbours
wd sell you for a song
& you know you couldn’t
even blame them
you fell in love
with a different man or gender or god
or simply whispered to someone / in passing
tht you thought the government/s
ethnic cleansing campaign
wz wrong
in any case
welcome to Australia
go back
where you
uninvited / illegal
illiterate / illegitimate
it is all so f*cking illogical
go back to where you came from
you might be a ‘faggot’
& back home they execute gays
the government hz put a price on your head:
your destitute neighbours
wd sell you for a song
& you know you couldn’t
even blame them
you fell in love
with a different man or gender or god
or simply whispered to someone / in passing
tht you thought the government/s
ethnic cleansing campaign
wz wrong
in any case
welcome to Australia
go back
where you
belong
Inspired, of course, by the documentary currently screening in Australia on SBS ‘Go Back To Where You Came From’.
Tomorrow, I’ll be performing as part of Federation Square’s Festival of Light. I’ll be opening a fiery community panel discussion about ‘Multicultural Australia’ organised by Latrobe University's Centre for Dialogue with my poem ‘immigration museum’. See you Friday June 24, from 6pm at the BMW Edge Theatre. All Welcome!Entry free.
Awesome poem Maxine!
ReplyDeleteIt is tragicomic situation in which asylum seekers and immigrants find themselves. Tragic because of the circumstances that force many of them to flee. Comic because they're looking to find solace in the land of the free, only to have the door shut in their faces many times.
ReplyDeleteGreat, great poem. Many thanks.
Greetings from London.
Thanks. You're right: the irony of it all is heartbreaking and the politics of it heartless.
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