or strip searches where your body is left aching or prison , because prison is safer than a city of fire and one prison guard in the night is better than a truckload of men who look like your father
no one could take it no one could stomach it no one skin would be tough enough
go home blacks refugees dirty immigrants asylum seekers sucking our country dry niggers with their hands out they smell strange savage messed up their country and now they want to mess ours up
how do the words the dirty looks roll off your backs
maybe because the blow is softer than a limb torn off or the words are more tender than fourteen men between your legs or the insults are easier to swallow than rubble than bone than your child body in pieces .
I want to go home , but home is the mouth of a lion home is the barrel of the gun