Mark E Webster
Petals On The Water - Poem by Mark E Webster
Petals on the water,
Puja to the Gods of fear.
Lambs to the slaughter
Have come so far yet draw not near.
The myth of some salvation,
Your bodies tell the lie of such.
To reach a peaceful nation,
How dare you swarm to ask so much.
And while we sit here quaking
Behind a fence and channel wide
You face the risk worth taking
To flee the war and genocide.
But no one holds their arms outspread,
No balm, no comfort welcomes thee.
A closed heart and slammed door instead
On petals floating out to sea.
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