The Second Exodus

How many more news bulletins must there be before we finally awake And see this second Exodus Unfolding before our eyes How many more bodies on the beaches must there be before someone stands up and in the name of humanity welcomes these weary souls How many more tears of sorrow Must there be Before we wipe their eyes with love And offer this disparate throng Safe refuge from the storms and a place to call home How many more politicians Must there be Before one of them dispels Their normalcy of rhetoric And realises that they must not Consider the cost of saving so many When lives can still be saved