I Ceuta

In Ceuta A Senegalese sat on a stone near the sea he had tried to get to Spain but didn´t make it. A nurse spoke to him hugged him. God smiled down to both of them, this moment of tenderness. Not so the monster calling itself the social media they purred scorn on them. Not only was he black and she white, racism is alive, he was also a refugee who had sought a better life which millions of Europeans had done when persecuted? when seeking work in the USA and freedom from oppression. Europe has become a haven for haters intolerant and obscene a place where right-winged populism will bring us down the path to the stone age of Nazism