Slovakia
From joining the Union in 2004,
no longer Crowns, but thorns in the Euro Zone.
Dues through Asylum’s open door
Quotas from Italy or Greece,
over casings and from caters,
to step on hope and find peace.
Refugees search for compassion’s border.
Not the miles or cold nights that draw cry,
but new states of natural order
of those with new fence and wire.
Young questions, maybe one more night
with hunger and a shared fire.
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