mandag 28. mars 2016

Så god er ingen at han er uten feil, eller så ussel at han ingenting kan...


On elbows propped Europa lies
Outstretched and staring.
Sheltered in romantic hair
Greek eyes look at the refugees.

Left elbow backward cast,
The right, an open angle.
One tells where Balkan rests,
The other where EU-Union
Distantly supports the hand that holds the...

Refugees... What to do ?
Are they human or just no.?

Sphinxish the fatal stars,
Westerly the future of the past,

The face that stares in Europa.
What is passing.
Who finds enough's enough
Let enoughness be enough !


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