Saturday 8 August 2015

Crisis

Overrun, swarming, swamped in vermin,
terminal's disrupted, mistrusting and disgusted.
Parasites stalk the tunnels, funneling, running,
headless and screaming, scheming leaving
nothing for the most of us, locusts,
supporters bewitched by their hocus pocus,
raucous, feeding with no other focus.
Scavengers, ravagers, pillagers
disrupting us quiet villagers,
riveted, diligent. They care not for their images.
They can afford to throw them away,
abusers, manipulators, nothing-to-lose losers,
cheaters, liars, red tape disruption ignored, bias,
cut through with purchased pliars,
urged on by crowds of supporters, deniers.
Slathered, frothy chops, all charges dropped,
wrongdoings ignored by feckless cops. .

That's the politicians, not the migrants.

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