These Poor Refugees
Do not get tempted in any way
to pinch these poor needful ones
do not multiply their sorrows
every refugee is an idea God
Refugees are artificial creation
each is a signpost of crime scene
they are is whips to the powerful
that made them to exist, not to be
If thirsty, give them to drink
if naked dress them up humanely
if sick give medical care befitting
if vulnerable do not exploit them
The agents that give required charity
those with powers to save or end life
should look at the sorrows painfully
not opportunities to exploit to be
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