I don’t have the answers. But nor do the Government. On a
day when lives are declared unimportant with the new deportation rules, I have ventured
into poetry….. be kind!
they were there.
One thousand migrants landed today.* I didn’t count them but
they were there.
We discuss the weather, talk of a cold start. We ignore the
migrants, talk of a cold heart.
Closed gates. Closed doors. New rules. No choice.
Having risked everything, they are lost. Lost in a system
that values politics before life. Lost in a broken world that talks of snow in
March. And hides its eyes to the melting lives of a desperate people.
No surprise.
*The actual number of migrants detected landing in small
boats in January was 1180.
