War In the Cities

War in the Cities 

I saw on TV a program about Paris it looked like a city under siege,
soldiers everywhere just like when it was occupied by the Germans 
and Nazi soldiers patrolled the streets.
There are a fifth army blowing people up; most of them are of Arabic 
background, they hate the French way, smoking, dance and wine, 
good food and their lack of godliness.
The fifth columnists have won Paris is no longer a place to live; how it 
came to this I don`t care to now, although I must say multiculturalism 
is not feasible, not in Paris, not anywhere you see a minaret.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Stewart Avatar
December 8, 2017 at 6:11 PM
Lovely poem,deep and easy flowing
Hansen Avatar
December 10, 2017 at 8:04 AM
thank you, Stephen Stewart
Stewart Avatar
December 8, 2017 at 6:09 PM
Lovely poem,deep and easy flowing
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