Lament of the sea
Desperation boards rickety vessels
To sail, to a chance, at a life
On an unwelcoming shore
Overburdened with the masses
Daily seeking refuge
Why us? , they ask
It is too much to bear
Too many, to care
Put up walls of fear
Greed preys on desperation
To desert them to their fates
These migrants, who are, not quite people
Hope capsizes, in storm of apathy
The sea, no longer able to hold
A cold world's discarded souls
Washes up on the shore, a corpse
Of a small child
As a mute question
On the present state of humanity
And its’ bleak future .
--shubha
For Aylan Kurid , a five year old Syrian boy , whose copse washed up on Europe's shore after a boat carrying him and his family capsized during a desperate bid to sail to Europe in order to seek asylum from the civil war in Syria.
Desperation boards rickety vessels
To sail, to a chance, at a life
On an unwelcoming shore
Overburdened with the masses
Daily seeking refuge
Why us? , they ask
It is too much to bear
Too many, to care
Put up walls of fear
Greed preys on desperation
To desert them to their fates
These migrants, who are, not quite people
Hope capsizes, in storm of apathy
The sea, no longer able to hold
A cold world's discarded souls
Washes up on the shore, a corpse
Of a small child
As a mute question
On the present state of humanity
And its’ bleak future .
--shubha
For Aylan Kurid , a five year old Syrian boy , whose copse washed up on Europe's shore after a boat carrying him and his family capsized during a desperate bid to sail to Europe in order to seek asylum from the civil war in Syria.
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