A doggerel series
about the countries of the world.
Serbia.
A Balkan country with a past—
With deep regrets, an iffy cast
Of leaders who had hearts so
dark
No light could live. So grim, so
stark.
The country’s a republic now—
A constitution rules somehow.
For years it bridged the West,
the East—
Though sometimes it just Fed The
Beast.
It’s got so many carnivores—
To them we are but
bites—s’mores!
The wolf, the fox, the cat, the
lynx—
They are all there—my hope just
sinks!
I sit a world away and hope
That peaceful ways increase in
scope.
That people there—and
everywhere—
Can learn to live with human
care.
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