I saw Venus and Jupiter conspire against Mars
and I listened intently,
while pretending I didn’t hear their rumours of war,
but war soon began and the refugees ran
to some nearby place…
I saw apples and oranges rage against grapes,
their colourful arguments filled with wild rage,
and I listened quite well as they talked battle plans
and the refugees ran far away from their lands…
And the refugees came to my shores in great numbers,
suffering heat, cold, thirst and hunger
and I prepared quite a feast to welcome them here
while my government closed their eyes and their ears,
to the plight of the poor, the maligned and the weak
they were soon turned away
or cruelly interned
in a cell,
or an airplane
flying to hell…
C.2025, Francisco Bravo Cabrera – 07 JUN 2025 – Valencia, España
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nice one brother
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Thank you!
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always welkom my friend
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creatively expressed and relatable, Francisco!
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Thank you so much CIndy!
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You’re so very welcome, Francisco! 🩷
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Loved this poem and the graphic.
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Thank you!
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My pleasure, Francisco.
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