Lost

My soul cries out to dejected refugees Forced to leave their homeland, lives and cultures Victims of natural disasters, disease and war Remembering the smell of their favourite foods The sounds of roosters who never sleep Proud tall coconuts swaying gently in the evening breeze or battered unmercifully by ferocious winds The cerise colours of sunsets that delighted sailors or gave them warning in the morning The myriad shades of the blue ocean shimmering In the noonday sun Refugees unwelcome in a foreign world Migrants lost in time and place Longing to remember the warmth of family, Nature’s beauty in their eyes Songs in their hearts drowned by unintelligible sounds resounding in their ears Afraid, hurting and homesick Their futures colourless and grim