Terence George Craddock (afterglows echoes of starlight)


Agony Syrian Refugee Immigrant Waves - Poem by Terence George Craddock (afterglows echoes of starlight)

tidal arrival is wave agony
a Syrian man a refugee
still standing in shallows

dark undercurrent shadows
epic fleeing war mass millions
Syria torn apart tear politics

a coastline seashore reached
soon to emerge from the sea
face in stress trauma twisted

his daughter in green life jacket
held in father's right arm clings
to his neck for security comfort

held above cold water threat
slightly older son buries face
in father's chest is held tight

still standing waist deep in waters
fears crossing illegal to Europe to
unknown veiled future uncertainties

some insulated
by wealth power
greed

living
in the lap
of luxury

living
in excessive lap
luxury

label such parents
children terrorists
persecute victims

but feeling
humane people
possessing

a balanced
rational mind
heart good

see their own faces
reflected in suffering
humanity feel pity

compassion
love for fellow
human beings

think but
for the grace
of God

or lucky
geographic
location

of our countries
blessed in peace goes
the fate of thy and me.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Topic(s) of this poem: refugees


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Original version of the split images 'A Syrian Man A Refugee', 'Carving Up Prize Mind Map Syria', 'Syrian Refugee Trauma Seashore Arrivals', 'Face Syrian Father's: Clinging To Life Refugee Terrors', 'Syrian Refugee Tidal Arrival Wave Agony', 'Grave Water Illegal Immigrant Uncertainties' and 'Wealth Insulated Indifference: Scorns Refugees' by Terence George Craddock.
Dedicated to all refugees destitute homeless regardless of race and religion.
Written in November 2015 on the 23&24.11.2015.

Comments about Agony Syrian Refugee Immigrant Waves by Terence George Craddock (afterglows echoes of starlight)

  • Simone Inez Harriman (11/25/2015 1:29:00 AM)


    We have been extremely fortunate to be enjoying more serene waters with the occasional shark here in New Zealand......Your poem evokes so many thoughts of fleeing ones homeland and not welcomed elsewhere anywhere. To be standing in shallow water...a form of no mans land for this man....10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 28, 2015


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