Trying to escape The never-ending sand With people firing The rain of rubber bullets On us Then it’s time To battle the sea In hopes that None of us Would die All of this Is for the dream Of a better life
Tag: immigration
Off The Topic Thursdays/ The Sea
On a boat ride With the sun on my face The soft breeze And the gentle waves With that cuddling sound Adding to nature’s music But the tables Have turned And the sea became cold When people are trying to escape war In a sea that has More plastic waste Than it has fish.
