FIFTH COLUMN

Fifth Column
We're welcoming men (there are so very few women in the boats ..expendable goods aren't they?) all in their full youth.
One has to wonder.
Why are they not fighting in their own country for their own freedom?
Why are they finding our ways of living indecent?
Why are they feeling like they can rape our women just because they feel our women are free ?

We're inviting our own enemies into our houses.
Fifth Column has a name:
Help your enemy into your home and
Bow to his wishes

Let's not be surprised if right-wing parties will sail on these shores.

I'M THE DAUGHTER, GRAND-DAUGHTER AND GREAT-GRANDDAUGHTER

of immigrants who were obliged for political or economic reasons to go and live in their place of choice.
They gave their reasons: freedom, legality, peace.
They were accepted and for that acceptance, they, we, shall be forever grateful.
We wanted to be part of their community
and finally we were: by respecting their views and their way of living
We, children, became friends with their children
Our parents were friends with other citizens.
We felt we were a part of that community.
We were careful to abide by local laws and rules.
Sometimes, we were treated as 'different'
We never complained
We certainely never thought about harming anyone
Our gratitude always overcame any tiny hostile gesture from others.
I still feel grateful to the country - Belgium - who gave me so much
and I'm so angry at those who received so much
and are trying to destroy it.
People who are only willing to grab and who give nothing in return but pain