Refugee's Refuge Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

There comes a time around the bend
when all is wiped away
the tide will rage and break its cage
and trusted friends betray

That time may come at night or dawn
and none can well foresee
just when or why or who will fall
which home turned to debris

Not every dire catastrophe
arrives with floods or tanks
by far the worst are wars of soul
collapsing spirit's banks

When that dark moment does arrive
there'll be no time to pause
there's only one way to escape
the fiery serpent's jaws

Run from the housetop and from field
don't turn or hesitate
run for the hills and cry for help
before it is too late

There comes a time around the bend
when all is wiped away
the tide will rage and break its cage
and trusted friends betray.