Changing Map - Poem by Oskar Hansen
Europe is like a carpet made of left over textile and it is quite malleable
and can be changed shortened or made bigger. I used to know Crimea
as a part of the Soviet Union, but then, one day, it wasn´t; only it was
still there and had not changed shape only ownership.
And now to the contrived upset by UK, USA and EU – the use of mobile
phone speak is in- it is back in Russian hands. The change is here to stay,
but of course my holiday with Putin in Siberia is out this year.
This re-occupation is nothing new, the Jews waited 2000 years before
occupying Palestine, they had once lived there as tribe. Mind it is not fair
to compare Crimea with Israel, in Crimea the people welcomed Russian rule,
In Palestine, the Jewish annexation was called a catastrophe.
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