2015 07 – Tears Without Boundaries (poem)

                        TEARS WITHOUT BOUNDARIES

 

Tourists die on a Tunisian

holiday,

a decapitation in France to Hollande’s

dismay?

Cameron acts with equal feigned

surprise,

reality for the inner cabinet, for the public

lies.

 

Three ruined nations with two dead

presidents,

another one under attack in his own

residence.

 

Bombing pilots as

heroes,

their masters as EU

Neros.

 

Weeping on TV from the Tunisian

survivors,

let’s have more of that says the media

skivers.

But what of those blown to bits by our

heroes,

no mention, no cover, a row of

zeros.

 

Innocents forgotten and

dismembered

have justice long to be

remembered,

an AK47

has been the

leaven

but why has it to be you

and me.

 

Ask the EU?

 

Wilson John Haire.