Perpetual Immigrant

We move,
intermingle, adapt
Arrive, settle,
inhabit, are swept away

We the migrant, the native,
the landlords, to be once more the refugee
Cast to foreign convenience,
transverse boundaries and perilous seas

Xenophobes to those washed up behind
In mourning for our great immaculate past
Diluted, splintered by the uninvited distribution of ours
Rotten, inferior values in distorted cultural colours

We move,
intermingle, adapt
Arrive, settle,
inhabit, are swept away

The impulse for green dreamed horizons
Stressed by the feud, flood and blistered land
Transverse fortifications to unenthusiastic neighbours
To finally assimilate and style their stories as ours

We move,
intermingle, adapt
Arrive, settle,
inhabit, are swept away

I am Celt, Scandic, Balkan and Iberian, but none
I was, we are, will be,
perpetual immigrants
In those momentary interims of inherent indigenous
Possess the humility,
of the unhesitant virtuous host

We move,
intermingle, adapt
Arrive, settle,
Assimilate

…just muted immigrants