Told To Me By A South Africa Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
Told To Me By A South Africa
The Chinse. (told to me by a South African)
They are all over Arica now building houses,
Railways and roads using their workers
There is little work for the local population.
If you take a train in Africa, there are many graves
By the embankment, of Chinese workers who
Died there they even haven't got a name.
The Chinese buy up farmland products are sent
To chine to feed the population there and the locals
Are starving.
Chine is not about individuals but the plurality
Like a locust swarm leaving the land bare and now
They are building a road the goes to Europe: and on
The way they buy farmland it until the last plant
and leaves behind devastation.
So, look out what is coming your way.
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5/2/2024 3:57:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Chinese wander, Chinese walk, Chinese run, Chinese reside, Chinese survive, Chinese buy and sell Chinese eat, drink, be merry, Chinese build, Chinese re-build oh all over the world, one day Chinese will devour the whole world! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !