Backpak Poem by Mary Mc Creath

Backpak



Oh! my brother sister
Can you see my plight.
As I struggle and wander
in this deep deep dark night.
As I cling to childrens hands or
Carry in backpack all that
I could rescue from the life I now lack.

Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: refugees
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Reflection on refugees plight
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Mary Mc Creath

Mary Mc Creath

Glasgow, Scotland
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