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The Asylum I ‘I’m sick of seeing asylum seekers get to the head of the queue in place of people who’ve paid in for years, for hospitals, pensions, schools…’ she said. She who paid her taxes from the job Where she worked at the corner shop, Sixty per cent of whose customers Worked at the nearby factory Which manufactured land mines, Torture implements, and all those Warlike goods which we export to Poor countries in civil wars miles away From where the asylum seekers Come from, needing treatment In our hospitals for the injuries They’ve received from the weapons Which we’ve sold their governments Or countrymen, or enemies…. II Perhaps an ’asylum seeker’ Doesn’t mean someone seeking Refuge from horror or fear or Hunger any longer, but someone Entering a madhouse, where all Logic has turned upside down, Some bedlam where distorting Mirrors rule,..