Open arms across the rivers, empty souls into streams
water flows from every pore
angels fly to spread their wings
a welcome home, to safety nets
in war torn fields, a warm embrace
brighter days with prayers of solace
ending nights with sad goodbyes
but nothing more says this disgrace
than faces turned, averting eyes
Lost crossing deep oceans, lost crossing wide seas
lost to home and country
lost to you and to me
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