Parting the Med
parting the Med
{for refugees and exiles}
the accounts passed down
through the mouth and page
no refuge for the refugees
on the angry world's stage
staffed "saviors" Kalashnikovs
met on moonlit secret rendezvous
refuge unknown where or what of
dangers abound like Mogadishu
fear rises as horizon glistens
below thin moon and cirrus cloud
gruff orders barked best listened
predicting end in a watery shroud
will sea part and allow passage
will exile end in hopeful life
will family danger's turn advantage
can refugees leave behind the strife
it's not about color or race
more the pocketing of a last pelf
best refuge just to die in place
there just ain't no place else
left behind only left with saddened
maybe memories gone in future's denied
but miracles hoped sometimes can happen
too, miracles dreamed can be delight
contemplate now the refugee's plight
when sitting in comfort well satiated
the next trek from a war-torn blight
maybe our predicament to be emancipated
© Goode Guy 2015-04-22
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