Refugee

There were fury, fire, bombs and bullets Army, terrorists, death and darkness No water, no food, only deadly dance of death They were leaving behind their dear homes and land Leaving their cattle, dogs pets and food orchards Their dreams shattered, they leave behind all treasure They had no time to collect them, no means to carry them Someone carrying his crippled son on his shoulder Some one carrying his old father and a baby clinging to his mother In their sunken eyes, fear writ large To an unwelcome fate they march towards Covering miles and miles through rough and tough terrains Some jumping into ferry to escape death But death encircling them from all sides Death waiting them in black waters of sea Orin hungry crocodile's teeth Or in the congested refugee camp In disease, hunger and thirst Sometimes nature connives, when sun burns too hot And wind blows too cold Bereft of Home and Land They gain only a name of pain A REFUGEE WITH A FUTURE UNCERTAIN As a CIVILIZED SOCIETY with its stony heart just look on.