Refugees Poem by Leo Yankevich
Refugees
Rating: ★5.0
Ten thousand cuckolds in Iceland
invite ISIS into their beds.
Merkel lifts her heavy hand,
lecturing on conscience, weds
it with betrayal, giving a shove
to Deutschland’s honest working poor,
demanding, in the name of love,
that Poland and Hungary take more.
Sobieski turns inside his grave:
“There will be no Europe to save.”
Wednesday, September 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: refugees
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4/19/2024 2:45:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
humoristic, but sad and bitter.