The Brain Of The East Germans Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

There once was a gate in Berlin
it kept most East Germans within
and they then built a wall
to incarcerate all
to object to these barriers was sin.

The Vopos stood proud at attention
and never accepted dissension
as their government's will
was to shoot and to kill
it is something I needed to mention.

And the West was so snug and so rich
they had found their own gold-laden niche
they brought all the supplies
and then watched with kind eyes
and they sent the occasional snitch.

And when Reagan said 'Tear down this wall'
Mr Gorbatshov talked to them all
'I am Gospodeen
and not nearly as mean
as that big nose man from the land Gall.'

Now the wall has been down for some years
no more STASI, they lost their spy ears
but the man from the East
is fed up with the feast
and the tasty but free market beer.

So the voices have gotten much louder
and the man once set free is a doubter
will they do it again
these pathetic dumb men
Well, I think I will now take a powder.