The Momentary People
The momentary people
I think of the Roma people
there are many of them in the Algarve.
Horse and cart the bother irate drives
horse manure, good for the roses.
When a bank goes belly-up, you can’t sue
for misusing your deposit.
When airplanes are grounded
and cars rust on the roadside, no donkeys,
to plough fields, the Roma will continue
the journey towards the sunset,
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2022
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