time to go

it must be time to go

sitting with distant relatives

you don't really know

fidgeting impatiently

irritation on show

ages you still have to endure

but you still can't go




a dispute about the land

your family think they own

papers say its no longer yours

though ancestors lie below

you have to walk with what you wear

worldly goods forego

time for you to go




a refugee in foreign lands

with red crosses on show

you know you are not wanted

and onward you must go

humanity is woefully absent

resented charity they bestow

it must be time to go




in a distant foreign land

the language you don't know

so you read the local books

of Shakespeare and Marlow

and at every reading

the knowledge begins to grow

its not the time to go




mind wanders constantly

speech faint and slow

photographs and music

rescue memories beneath the snow

it is painful to keep living

it must be time to go