Hungary, why do you hurt us? Quicksilver, you must chose..

Day 572, 12:22 • Published in Hungary Sweden • by Misho
Dearest Hungary

Four months ago when wrote the article 'Official Swedish stance regarding Southern Great Plain':
http://www.erepublik.com/en/article/official-swedish-stance-regarding-southern-great-plain--748249/1/20
(Needless to say the Romanian President at time, Dsalagenu approved the article up front.)

I felt your love and respect for me back then. Today I just feel forgotten, I know, you never promised me a rose garden but so far there I've only seen your gentle side in words while in action your thorns is ripping the skin of my flesh.


I'm not a poet but here is a little poem describing the situation in Schleswig-Holstein.

Dear Hungary,
We respected your right to Grain.
That was all in vain.
Now you leave us all in pain.
And in hunger, Y?

,_,

(Y? Should be read as 'Why?' of course.)

It's perhaps not my best piece of art but its hard enough to write when my heart is teared out and my body shutters, is the love is gone, all gone?

Dearest Miss Mercury

I have read your article about your likings for Sweden. I can sense the battle in your soul between the manly Mr Kape and myself, the more sensible one. I don't know for how much longer I can take this. Sometimes I feel it would be better if you chose Kape and turned me down, so that I at least knew and could go on with my life.
Not that it would be worth living then, but please baby don't hurt me. Don't hurt me, no more.

You say you want a fair fight between your ten times stronger army and our. My my, I could try to hold you back but you will be stronger. Oh yeah, and now it seems my only chance is giving up the fight. And how could I ever refuse, I feel like I win when I lose.

I don't really know how to put it but your army are so much stronger in numbers. Why don't you just take on me? If you need me, let me know, I'm gonna be around. If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down. If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown
Honey I'm still free. Take a chance on me. Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie.
If you put me to the test, if you let me try.

I've put much energy into this game, what ever the name of it is. People often complains I'm seldom on irc.
Perhaps I'm an impossible case, no-one ever could reach me. But I think I can see in your face, Quicksilver, theres a lot you can teach me.
So I wanna know......
Whats the name of the game? Does it mean anything to you? Whats the name of the game? Can you feel it the way I do? Tell me please, cause I have to know
I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow.

Since the situation is what it is I think its very good I'm not the Minister of Defense any more. I Don't know how to take it, don't know where to go. My resistances is running low,
and every day the hold is getting tighter and it troubles me so. You know that I'm nobody's fool. I'm nobody's fool and yet its clear to me, I don't have a strategy. Thank god we at least got Super Troopers.

I guess The winner takes it all, but When all is said and done, we all know it's about Money, Money, Money and Honey, honey, I've been waiting for you, my love, my life.

This is my personal tribute to you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0GWIOjCyw0

Take a chance on me.
/Misho