Crossing
water (a rondeau)
they say your
journey is a sin.
Our beliefs
are who we are, not the things they sow,
they’re standing
on the high-brow.
Those
crossing need a way of being.
talk cheaply
of life choked of air,
but the people
have nowhere to go.
We are
listening.
but to the
victims they’re not listening.
Compassion
is something we all know,
so surely empathy
can only grow?
Who is out
there listening?
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