The Serb General
The Serb General
I used to be a general,
drank plum booze with the best
now I sit in a jail in Haag
waiting for their verdict.
This that I should sit here in this country
with cowardly soldiers
who would not fight when my army came,
but gave me the key to the town
I find this deeply disgusting.
Copyright © Jan Oskar Hansen | Year Posted 2015
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