After 27 years and open borders
are pensions and wages with all the friends of joy
not equal
and perhaps it will not be in 25 years,
when in the minds the phantom of east and west
not equal
even in thought is overcome, like Stasi-Denken
and moral cowardice,
such as FDJ banter and German control delusion,
the fear in German, which remains,
although
which grows as a landscape,
but as a legacy of the SED only very slowly faded,
instead, the Right Swamp,
although
some may still celebrate,
since there is a reason for this,
even if no red flag is blowing.
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© Floy Dy Ra 02/10/2017
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I would like to translate this poem
Hi Floy, Once again a perfect comment and a glorious poem. Thank you for your gallant efforts, Greetings, Paul