Driven Out

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limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry, White flight

𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧  𝐎𝐮𝐭

I am white, so they wish I should go.

So I’ll leave — I will go with the flow

From the blue to the red;

They prepare a seedbed,

And in time they will reap what they sow.

— D.N. O’Brien