As roads are dodgy in the rain
But now we hear all is not well*
With guns aboard, it's merry Hell.
Safety, sadly has been lax
Life-threatening on transborder tracks
With porous crossings, Schengen seems
The harbinger of nightmare scenes.
Checks and red tape, an armed guard?
Such uncertainty is hard
To gauge – white knuckle time
Quick-thinking those Marines – sublime!
Surveillance cameras everywhere
Personal freedom now is rare
Behind locked doors we'll sit and quake
Why is this world so choked with hate?
(c) Poet in the woods 2015
* On 21st August, 2015

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