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Limerick Crochetes: Once a Band of Non-Hearing Sans Abri
Limerick crochetés: Once a band of non-hearing sans abri* Once a band of non-hearing sans abri* Camped on the banks of a highway free Full score years stopped traffic Begged at lights electric Police scrapped their dear home sans country Held on to rubbish rolls quilts rags these gents While township lords robbed them of their tents Down where reinforced slabs Pylons concrete bridge sags To nurse their punctured pride clogged-up vents All day all night long year in year out The crunch of tires on tarmac clout Their senses ear-drums numb Drive them sick deaf and dumb Yet none up high see why they hold out None see them cook none see them strip wash Morning day and night wrapped up in their mush Tipsy turvy happy For them our world’s at sea Espy passers-by their eyes in ambush Yet sleep they the sleep pure in spirit But those in power who at them spit Would put’em in HLM* Blot them out overwhelm Insomniac quiet sure’ll kill’em no bit ! • ”sans abri” : French for “destitute, those without shelter” • “HLM”: French abbreviation for “tenement flats of the lowest social scale” © T. Wignesan – Paris, 2018
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