Spanish Nightmares - Poem by Douglas McClarty
When I was younger than today
I dreamt of living far away
Spanish blue sky's days of sun
Just endless retirement days of fun
I found my Casa, love at first sight
Paid a ransom to have all legal rights
Lawyers, Notaries the local Townhall
Gave me titles, documents I had them all.
Paid all my taxes year after year
Then the nightmare became quite clear
Your house is illegal, on protected land, but
I have all my legal documents in my hand.
Now prisoner one hundred thousand and one
Who came to Spain to retire in the sun
Now locked, living each day in this hell
Have a so called illegal home that I cannot sell.
They took my life's saving, I have no where to go
Waiting each day for that one final blow
Inside I'm holding back my final screams
As bulldozers come to demolish a lifetime of dreams
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