Refugee immigrants
Sit looking from foreign shores,
Contemplating risking their life
In a hope of finding more,
They dream and have expectations
Of a new and better future,
But many of them may drown at sea
Men, women and children,
Where is the humanity
For these poor desperate souls,
After we bombed their places and their homes
At brought fear in their lives,
And left them in poverty
So we should Expedite their journey here,
And help them safe and become settled
That is what decent governments do,
And not treat them no better than cattle.
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