Asylum Seekers Lament

We loved to share (when we were free) we shared the river, and the tree, you shared your heaven and I my earth: then in the evening, we shared our mirth We could not share the pain of birth, the look of shock, when in the dock: the surfer’s wave, just passed us by, as nimbus clouds, in clear blue sky We often shared, a thousand times, when together, all those rhymes, but now we’re split, and all alone, we simply gaze, the silent phone