Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Euro Poem by Brian James Caffrey

We march to the drums once more,
Revived and ready for war,
The poor have quit,
Our bounty nichts,
Settling the banker’s score.

Surrender your men, your youth,
Let them struggle nail and tooth,
Towns left in bits,
Silenced by the blitz,
Living the politician’s truth.

Lives lost in the haze,
Trapped in a bureaucratic maze,
Trials of terror afoot,
Livelihoods gone, kaputt,
Fuelled by the dictator’s craze.

A world plunged into money and greed,
No room for the hungry nor those in need,
Such spineless, sadistic, simpletons,
Washing their hands in the sweat of society,
Lecturing others in lessons on sensibility and sobriety.