Massacre Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Massacre



Massacre
In Paris, the police fight firefighters
the press is silent, perhaps a small notice
on the back page.
Had the same thing happened in Hong Kong
the press and Tv commentators
would have had a great day, going on about
the dreadful Chinese.
The holocaust was a terrible time, so was
the killing of two million blacks when
the old king of Belgium had Congo as his private
playground.
This, of course, is forgotten, time moves on,
As the atrocities against the Jew will be gone
Into the past, where everything is equal.

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