C + A

Inter-racial relation-
ships usually come with
stares
strolling by a-
cross

boundaries

but we don’t ever ask for nothing

holding hands in the park

having a brew + biscuit by the lake filled with dead
ducks
and rubbish

a lot of onlookers seem ed-
gy
like we’re suicide bombers

some gob off in mock-Pakistan-
i
accents (she’s INDIAN)

shouts of: “SHE’S NOT FROM ROUND
ERE!”
Ere, mate, fuck
you. We’re all 1
race (HUMAN) / we just want

peace

somewhere free to roam

cutting through some private
property on the way to fish n
chips on the corner: she kissed
me
on the cheek @ the zebra cross-
ing
as the AUDI gangsters flash-
ed their lights and rev-
ved their
engines.

We’ll often hear the suits tut / old dears
sigh

drunks snigger / young uns never bother to hold
doors

and matching PUBLIC
ENEMY t-
shirts do us no favours (truth be
told)
– but we don’t care we
keep

carry-
ing

on.