The Exodus

Refugees fleeing from the war-torn middle eastern countries.

The exodus

Good people leave in hordes their troubled land,

behind their homes and life built from the sand.

A vengeful war is raging, death is rife.

The killers have no care for human life.

A place that once belonged to family fare,

husband with wife, child played without a care.

A gift from God for everyone to dwell,

evil has turned it to a living hell.

Inocent child sees torture, rape and more.

beheaded man, blood, flesh and gore.

It's etched into their minds, seen night and day,

when they should have it in their hearts to play.  

But not for them, the joy has long since fled,

they have not any home to rest their head.

They trudge along through valley, field and road,

most of them laden down with heavy load.

Sick and old,man and woman, girl and boy,

babies being carried, no glint of joy.

Heavy burdens hauled to who knows where.

No sign of hope just gloom and vaccent stare.

One by one borders closing every day

the refugees arrive but turned away

Left alone a spectacle to all of us,

a desperate and lonely exodus.

Reviews

[Matt Artis]

This is a powerful piece. It truly encapsulates the struggles of these poor people, a group that far too many of our peers have turned their backs on. Thank you for sharing this.