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Sonia Jane Poem
The Voyage of a Refugee
He gave of his heart,
As he shared of his woe,
When a voyage in a boat,
For freedom, he did go.
It was not a choice,
To leave his country behind.
Death was the option,
While hope, lay the other side.
But what a story,
He did tell.
That voyage on the boat,
Was a living hell!
Little food and water,
He prayed for rain,
Watched the birds circle above,
Waiting for death again.
The fish knew to stay,
Close by the side.
They knew easy food,
This boat could provide.
Whose turn was next?
It mustn't be mine.
They knew, full well,
Many wouldn't make it in time.
There's much I can't tell,
Too horrific to say,
All imprinted in memories,
As nightmares replayed.
But there's one thing I can say,
Now a refugee, I've met,
The hell of his journey,
I'll never forget.
Copyright © Sonia Jane | Year Posted 2015
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Sonia Jane Poem
Love Me
Love me wholly,
Love me soulfully,
Love me through and through.
Once I can do,
This for myself,
Life begins anew.
Sent from my iPad
Copyright © Sonia Jane | Year Posted 2015
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