Many palpably do not ‘share the same loaf’ Question and Answer So what kind of voice do we have to have to get the message through?
Just turn your back, just turn your back.
No, listen! What I’m saying is we cannot let this go. Can you?
Just turn your back, just turn your back.
But that’s no answer. Let it all go?
That’s what they want us to do.
Just turn your back, just turn your back.
So you believe no answer’s best – to shrug one’s shoulders and ignore it all?
Yes, turn your back, just turn your back.
But that would leave them in control.
Is that what you want? Is that what you want?
It makes no difference. Fight – you lose.
We have no power. It’s they who choose, control the ground, hold all the weapons.
Turn your back, just turn your back.
But doing that’s against all sense, all common ground, all shared experience.
We cannot let them get away with that.
But look at the facts, just look at the facts!
They’ve sewn it all up – technology’s global magic puts the market out of reach.
So turn your back, just turn your back.
This poem is reprinted from the author's collection Border Crossings (Katabasis, London 2005).