Migrants
Tears upon tears.
Cruelty upon misery.
Swapping hell
For the psychotic sea.
Capsizing in infinite night.
Empty silence now ruptured,
As haunted faces
That once knew kindness,
Wail and scream.
Kick and splash.
Fighting their surrender
To the murderous depths
and then quietness falls.
But for the groans of a forlorn mum.
The score will be kept.
Statistics written up.
Reported by the press
Somewhere between the golf
And the latest fashion faux pas.
Copyright © Paul Martin | Year Posted 2015
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