β€˜Twas always easier said that done,
drown my soul in thoughts,
I’ll fix this and then mend that,
to find in the end I’m still the broken one.
You can fill the room yet be the lonely one. I wish I met one real friend, even if only one.
Still trapped in thought as hope is gone.

β€˜Twas always more idealist than realist,
to believe, more hope for a Mote of faith.
Avoidant and damaged, crass and callous, stoic yet broken,
But I’ll manage.
Maybe not thrive but manage.
Just maybe, just maybe.

 

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Brexit, the issue of our generation, just the word itself is polarising. The mere mention of being Pro Brexit is likely to see you littered with streams of abuse, referring to you as a Xenophobe or more despicably, an idiot. The prevailing idea of our β€˜Liberal’ establishment is one of greater globalisation, the erosion of the nation state and the implementation of super state like structures used to subjugate the working class.

To understand how Brexit can help the working people’s, you must first understand how globalisation and neoliberalism have. Globalisation refers to the contraction of the world, at least at a metaphorical level. Take the EU’s freedom of movement of β€˜goods, capital, services and labour’ an issue that has been disingenuously adopted by some right wing figures who care little for the real impact of such policies on ordinary people.

The idea that this freedom of movement is of benefit to workers is laughable. The labour movements power has always been drawn from the power of workers, the populace majority, to withdraw/withhold their labour as a negotiating tactic. The freedom of movement of labour has completely killed this tactic. Quite simply, for employers having a greater stream of potential workers ensures that you have no real incentive to consider the real life impact of your decisions on your employees.

A look at a GDP map of Europe from 2012 shows the clear difference in a he economic state of Western Europe when compared to Eastern Europe. This is a result of plenty of differing factors, that would require another article if I were to even try and explain. However in short, what is clear is that the economies of Western and Eastern European countries are vastly different. As such greater European political integration has benefited the East much more so than the West.

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There are currently around 1.4 million Eastern Europeans living in the United Kingdom, totalling more than the 1.3 million brits who are spread across the continent. Fundamentally what you have is a shortage of labour in Eastern Europe and an abundance of labour in the West. But who benefits from this?

Well the working class Western Europeans do not, that’s for certain. More workers means more competition for said workers, but not only for jobs, for housing, healthcare, school places for their children etc. But do the Eastern Europeans benefit from this? Well the answer is yes and no. First generation immigrants undeniably benefit from the higher standard of living, but what about their children who is then become part of the future abundance of labour? Freedom of movement allows for corporations to recycle labour throughout Europe and as such destroys the value of labour.

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5267D235-A7A6-4CA2-B5E0-D536CFE978E0Wonder if I care at all,
Can I really care if I don’t share it all.
They share the load I try not share at all.
It would take 1000 years to share this all.
But for now I have seen 23.
For now I yearn for old memories,
and smile at the thought of more
as time levels and I grow.
If I could get 50 more,
With guidance maybe I can become a man of worth,
if time permits such things for me.
I smile at the thought of who I’ll be
and maybe then I’ll share a piece.

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12D9A95A-332D-49A0-AF76-691106992AE3I don’t see the beauty of life when I close my eyes.
I see the purge of pain,
I see the death of tranquility.
The sum total of destruction,
For I am the stump that grows from the root of all what I resent but keep.
I am proof of solitude,
The orphan wolf astray from the pack.

They fear the darkness,
I fear the light.
As light reveals all,
even the shadows,
It takes light in order for us
to see shadows move.
So I fear the light,
I fear exposure, I fear not death
but life.

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CABA8787-C2AD-4E8B-A455-7A7588563648.pngI wonder sometimes,
Is it worth being selfless.
Shall I just see my side
and nobody else’s?
I guess I’ll tell my side,
but nobody else’s.
I guess I’m ensuring I’m fine
and if I’m honest that’s selfish.

As each moment passes,
life happens and I revise,
I try and try,
to see good in that what’s worthless.
Where lies lay in prey I try stay earnest.
As time decays I search for purpose.
A knife in my back knocked the wind out my sails;
but this is our story and no-one else’s.

I wonder who’s story it is if nobody tells it, if I leave it blank, maybe that’s selfless?
maybe only when I tell it am I truly selfish…
if this is our tale and nobody else’s.

 

SBIW, Asya Valentine ❀️✍🏾

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