A wasp has made a home inside the rotten potato
I wasn’t happy about it to start with,
but now I think everything has the right to have a home,
so I donated it a tiny table. So it can have comfort when dining.
A wasp has made a home out of a common old spud
I’ve given it shelter, after
fleeing persecution from the genocidal pesticides
The headlines blare “British Jobs for British Wasps”
Government proposals want a cap on the number of “foreign” wasps entering our sovereign airspace
But who are we to judge another beings right to
survive and exist
So I offer asylum
and the wasp and I sit, sipping martinis
discussing the latest cabinet reshuffle
How can they let children wash up upon the shore?
©John de Gruyther 2015
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Brilliant!
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Thank you Rachael 🙂
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This is a beautiful poem 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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