Nauru, be proud
All you have provided refugees till now are
Unjust looks, acrid smirks and their shroud.
Rancid scum will reek from your conscience
Until history spits you in its pits of the immoral haemorrhoid crowd.
author disclaimer: I’m no journo, so you can’t slap me with $8,000 for your foul, puss-scented visa, if I ever apply for one. I’m just a human thinking about your atrocities out loud.
