You robbed my country of her dignity, her integrity and her innocence… And now, you’ve pushed her aside, saying the land is not all that green anymore:-
A voice beckons,
Listen to her wayward cry,
Faint and staggering dry,
Carried by a compassionate breeze.
Look, it brings you to a dying thrall,
Peep through the creaking wall
And behold the menacing dark
Holding her captive
For so long a lifetime.
Oh, turn not your noses away now,
Feel the rancid stench, her companion for life,
And wet her barren earth with your rueful tears.
Emmanuel “A penny for my tots”