Brit.i.am | Andi Osho

I am freedom of speech, I am nothing to say. I am chip paper tomorrow. Yet news today
I am the angry Daily Mail. I am the loony left. I am the stoic, the conscious. The confused, the bereft
I am maypoles. I am Mayday riots. I am drum and bass. I am peace and quiet
I am Hindley and Carr. I am Brady and Cripin. I’m a Biggs, a Leeson, a Ripper, a Shipman
I am Live Aid. I am “couldn’t care less”. I am Lockerbie. I am a dead princess
I am Royalty. I earn way too much. I am It’s a Knock Out. I am out of touch
I am the squandered youth, I am the hopeful young. I am the desperate few. The sense of one
I’m the influx, the exodus, the growth, the dross. I am the wars, the victories, the senseless loss
I am the Rainbow Warrior, I walk four abreast by the Cenotaph, I am two World Wars, I am the working class
I am pomp and circumstance, I am a hideous past, I am colonial might, I am built to last
I am Trooping the Colour, I am bravery, valour, I am a hidden agenda, I am the War of Terror
I am abandoned collieries, I am closed down docks, I am Brixton burning, I am Fletcher and Blakelock
I am stick thin models. I am obesity rising, I am 10 years younger, I am binging and dieting
I’m Primark and Harrods, I’m Tesco’s and Prada, I am organic and flown from Peru to your larder
I am generic high streets, I am actor/ chugger, I am benefit cheat, I am ten year old mugger
I am Wimbledon, I am The Olympics, I am the Ashes, Four Nations and 66
I am sticky back plastic, I am flowerpot men, I am Rainbow and Bod, I’m Magpie, Mr Ben
I am Panorama, I am Britain’s Got Talent, I am nothing to watch, I am too many channels
I am the Rovers Return, I am “Last orders, please”, I am “Put your mouth on the tube sir and then breath”
I am miracle births, I am Beachy Head, I am drug fucked and drunk, I am the walking dead
I am swine flu and HIV, And gonorea, I am ignorant bliss, I am hypochondria
I am the BNP
I am every race and creed, From Blue Black to Bluey White, And all that’s between
I am institutionally racist, I am ethnically diverse, I am PC gone mad, I am things getting worse
I am disabled and able, I am deaf, dumb and blind, I’m an homogenous oneI am one of a kind
I’m a Christian, a Muslim, a Hindu, a Jew, Agnostic, a Jedi, an atheist too
I am six week holidays, I am teachers’ strikes, I am exams getting easier, I’m happy slapping and fights
I am metal detectors, In colleges and schools, I am murder rates falling, except for the youth
I am privatisation, I am jobs for all, I am things can only get better, I am downing tools
I am “and 99p”, I am rounding up, I am decimalised, I am stubborn as fuck
I am cancelled trains, I am call centre rage, I am national pride, I am “We rule the waves”
I am waiting in line, I am right to reply, I am “Dear BBC…”, I am “Why, Oh, Why, Oh Why”
I am Lands End to John O’ Groats, I am £5 coins, And £1 notes
I am Dunkirk spirit, the stiff upper lip, Ich Bin Eine European, A French hating Brit
I am mighty and broad, I am all that is good, I’m a slither of land, I am misunderstood
I am complex and changing, I’m stuck, incomplete, I am empty and sparse, I’m finite and replete
I’m all of these things, It’s inherent, innate, It’s what makes me Britain, And what makes me great.