The Roma

The Roma Roma my beloved people, millions of your kind died during the Nazis brutal regime, no memorial was erected for you. Disliked and shunted from pillar to post, your way of life, so different from ours. When you cross a devastated Europe It makes no difference to you as you always have lived in city dumps and on derelict land. Sing for me Roma of you longing for peace and acceptance that was not given to you when Europe was rich. The land bound will envy you because they cannot do as you. Their need is to occupy a piece of mother of earth and say; all this is mine.” They cannot let go and be free. Sing for me Roma tell me how it feels to be hunted and despised simply because you chose your own way in live.