Lucky Turk
feel proud
we share such history
Don’t forget how good
it is to be here and
to know your place
Its comforting
Be a little grateful
Feel free to roam our dumps
take all the broken things you need
We are not greedy
Be our guest
Recycle our radios
our white goods
sell them back to us
Don’t ask too much
and we won’t mind
Give us this day
your wonderful flatbread
Repair our cars
Clean our homes
Open your restaurants
Feel free
Lucky Turk
All we really ask
if you would be so kind
let us call you
by a name we choose
It isn’t much
It’s more than fair
and anyway
whats in a name?
What is there to lose?
Published by colinhopkirk
Poet, writer, artist. Writing and performing in England, publishing anywhere. Member of Hexameter performing poets. Workshops, projects, cross-arts collaborations.
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Hi Colin,
I love this poem. Thoughtful, insightful and too current for comfort. Thank you. Jx
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