In this day
Anniversary of genocide
I swear he is Hutu
Came to us from Congo
“Escapee, refugee”
In Russia
A black among whites
Prey for Skinheads
He claimed:
“I fled of my kind”
And went on, “For helping the Tutsis”
We helped him honestly
As you help the Polish
For saving the Jewish
But in me, deep inside
I have dreams and nightmares
“You have helped a criminal”
He’s living in comfort
New land, in Finland
This is pain when you work
With mankind, UNHCR
You have a say and a word.
Was I kind, forgiving?
Am I part of a crime?
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Well captured. Thank you for this contribution on one one of the greatest tradies of our time. To save individuals from death is sanctioned by heaven. Great work, bravo!