Rabiah

Please don’t let them see, why you ring my feet, i only asked for freedom, your consoling love, a village soul and shady tree, here in this crowded boat, i sing to you all of woods, a bitter chant of make believe, in your eyes all that's good, we have coursed with blood, this swarm of human seed, the only thing we could, to smell the wound of Syria, Lesbos and a moonlit sea, broken what we can't retrieve, slave ships know our keening, hands with heavy greeting, shout ' it's time to leave,' we melt to history.