refugee

amidst the rubble that once was home
sobbing they cry and cry
with broken lives they set off to roam
under the bombers sky 

they duck at every passing plane
in ditches often lie
walking onward feet blistered pain
security gone awry

there is a rumour there is a camp
where food is had for free
and so with many others tramp
to beg on bended knee

children hungry that can not move
all energy is spent
but refugees they still have to prove
they are of good intent

where is the help where is the food
where is security
now rich lands are not in the mood
to show humanity