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Free to speak

Little Country

From young I was told it don't matter what colour you are white black pink with spots we all bleed red, yet why we can't have freedom of speech, when those in parliament were still baby in arms or family members were young when a time when our little country called  England fought wars, against bigger countries an kept them at bay,  Winston Churchill was what I would say parliament actually cared about our country that became almighty which our flag flew high , respected all over the world, to what a joke we have become pushing our own to points of crisis..an despair .Bring back the unitiy of what England use to be free to speak free to live an fly our flags high  ...an look after our own ...Stand up for those who fought for us to live here hold our heads high an remember how Great an Almighty..a little country England. 

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Being Me

Yeah... I am certainly not racist. Not in the slightest....  and I do think that there are some factions (sorry, political parties) that have agendas that are ... having said that, I do recognise that our so-called leaders, and those of the opposition, really need to pull their socks up. Its all gone way beyond political correctness.... It's more than that now ... much more. What a mess we are in. Your writing gave me much food for thought xx

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Coleen Yates

Thank you being me....
yeah definitely I totally agree , I think that certainly power people at the top who are supposedly want the  welfare of our country and people to be assured they have our best interests in mind. 
Well to far to late I hope somehow they find there socks to actually pull up, I strongly feel that we as the public should be the ones who should be in parliament actual real hard working people.who live in the real world not Iike those who lie .....
But I'm glad that you like my work x

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