Saturday, 14 November 2015

Tears run down

This is the latest from me after seeing more news from the Calais camps in the last couple of days. I also have a poem on 'I am not a silent poet', one of many responses on there to the attacks in Paris. See that here: >

You don’t need tear gas to make them cry in the jungle

They bulldoze tents,
bury identities in mud,
people sleep out in the rain,

tears run down.

They load up rubber bullets,
fire the water cannon,
gas the refugees,
tears run down.

They came to find peace,
but now they know the only way out may kill them,

as tears run down

(Calais, November 13th, 2015)