In my Country
Author: Jackie Kay
Where do you com from ?
Where do you come from?
Were do you come?
Walking by the water
down where a honest viver
shakes hands with the sea
a woman passed round me
in a slow watchfull circle
and if I were a superstition
and if I were the worst dregs of her imagination
where do you come from?
where do you come from?
where do you come?
So when she finally spoke
her words pliced into
bars of an old wheel
So when she finally spoke
her words spliced into
a segment of old air
Where do you come from?
here I said these parts.
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