Migration
It seems the
children of migrations past
Quickly
become so indigenous they
Look to
prevent others passing this way,
Becoming
politicians who’ve amassed
Power and
wealth enough to insist upon
Channel
crossers in inflatable boats
Being
collateral, exchangeable for votes,
No more than
a business deal to be done.
The notion
of migration surely implies,
Whether or
not refuge is provided,
Humanity
must remain divided;
The balance
sheet decides who lives, who dies.
Rather than
quotas and exclusion orders,
Why not a
better world without borders?
D. A.
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