You are from the east I am from the west Are we so different Let us see I grew up wild and free You grew up in a jail But in my west The Bankers made money From me and took it too As the price for their dreams In your east They dragged you to Be part of their fantasies Both halves with a flag And a credo And both liars
Each in their way But now we can at least meet The only barrier money Not walls and wire now Are we that different? You make the call And decide If tenderness can grow Between us
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Posted: Jun 2016
About this poem:
Its for those from eastern europe and western europe who are old enough to remember the days when wire ,fences & machine-guns kept our peoples apart..shades of elton john's song 'Nikita' here!