Marcelo's Reading and Thinking Log

The eyes of Cassandra are veiled,
Her view of the future is paled.
The only things that she can see
Are on the screen of her TV.

She's shocked at the boy on the beach
And sad he could not Europe reach,
But happy about Merkel's orders
To bring down those wretched old borders!

The raging hordes have swarmed the land.
How long will our monuments stand?
All tears on Cassandra have dried,
For not in vain has that boy died!