A Woman In Palestine Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

A Woman In Palestine

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I was watching a TV play; Hercules Poirot was in it, uproar in India and some British officers,
killed this caused a furore in the English press terrorists had struck again we know the British
are not racists many aristocratic Indians live in London of the type I would call traitors,
as great wealth tend to make the rich collaborators.
I was writing about the glass ceiling broken by women working in high finance, they too
are turncoats to the cause of equality the press especially the Guardian think they are admirable
but they only are nothing more than grabbing pirates in skirts.
I`m thinking of the suffering of Palestinian women their glass ceiling is protecting their children
when their job is to resist an occupying army and help their men who fight intruders to their death.
Anyway, Poirot solved that case it was about money and love
it always is perhaps we have to ban then both and Poirot can look for stray dogs

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