Refugees Poem by shimon weinroth

Refugees



Why me and not you
Stand first in the queue
Why you and not me
Stand proud and so free

Why me and not you
Is forced to flee
Why you and not me
Has drifted at sea

Why me and not you
Can enjoy the land and the dew

Why you and not me
Have no home, not even the sea
Why me and not you
Have nothing

Why you and not me

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