All those who dream
They are in Sicily or Berlin?
All those who live
They work for a London firm
or beg for asylum in Mytilene?
They climb on buses,ships, trains and trucks
Along with the unemployed,
the tourists,kids and lieutenants
Under the rain,under the heat
Within the mud,with no sleep
They are heading
They are heading
To a Terminal,
To a Port,
To a Friendly Door....
Oh God! Cruelty has a Human Face,
But you placed into Thy Hands of
This World down here,so much Grace.
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Author:
lysistrata (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Dedicated to ALL those (especially the people of Greece & Italy) for showing solidarity and humanity towards the immigrants & refugees.👪👪
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments1
Very true LYSI "Where oppression and indifference (to the poor & needy) abounds ~ There does GRACE much more abound. The media only reports the problems it does not highlight the solutions. It preaches BAD NEWS (refugees drowning in the Med.etc) It ignores the good news about Communities (including my own) all over the World who are offering Asylum and TLC. Thanks for caring ~ BRIAN
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