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Winter wasteland has unrolled-
a nation in perpetual hiver,
All sound oppressed in blanched hush.
The reels freeze revolution-
Life is a photograph,
not a movie.

Hail crashes the barbed-wire cage
We are the prisoners of the ice age
Rising from hibernation.

The world has been Tipp-Exed out,
It is our blank canvas.
Washed out in Magic Marker,
Saturated in Stabilo, embossed in Sharpie
We can colour it any way we please-
The edges have been erased.

We jump borders as though they were fences
But no fence can hold us in
No border can hold us back.

We redraw the atlas
Of our own design
Marking every page along the way.

We are the generation of reclamation
The ice age is over.

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from Barbed​-​Wire Cage, released March 19, 2016
All words and music written by and copyright Natasha Helen Crudden 2013-2015

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Natasha Helen Crudden Dublin, Ireland

Punk-influenced poet and guitarist, photographer, author of poetry collection Barbed-Wire Cage and novel Empire Evolution and certified space-cadet. I am obsessed with blending raw punk with crafted poetry and am an avid fan of the current slam poetry scene in Ireland. ... more

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