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Kid in a Cart in Kosovo
Kid in a Cart in Kosovo
A Poem by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
After Kosovo war ethnic Romany's fled, only to return when the war was over. 11 years later they are still there. Its a UN camp. 89 at are dead from lead.
There's a kid in a cart in Kosovo
Asleep tonight in his bed
Such as it is in a refugee camp
That is poisoned by lead.
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Thursday 29th July 2010 9:12 pm
Hatred in the Heart of Olde England
They bought the land, we understand
With hard cash fair and square
But as they are not English folk
They cannot build their own park there
On land that they themselves own
As a blockade blocks the load
Of supplies for drainage and ancillary works
So they don't camp on the road
For their town is picturesque
In the heart of Old England
The truth's if your not white, E...
Monday 10th May 2010 2:05 am
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