Calais 26th October, 2016 by Sonia Lawrence

Hope and fear steal from city to city,

wretched and homeless, is there no pity?

Desperation spreads  a grief-mesh round.

 

Let them endure, meet with veracity

a climate so cold, barely making sound.

Wretched and homeless, is there no pity?

 

Children are snatched from the vicinity

scared and bewildered, never found.

Hope and fear steal from city to city.

 

Aid agents observe much duplicity,

they have few answers, more questions crowd round.

Wretched and homeless, is there no pity?

 

The Jungle blazes, spiked ferocity,

Skin scorched with tear gas, camps torched to the ground.

Hope and fear steal from city to city.

 

All human to human atrocity,

rabid, cankerous, bigotry profound.

Hope and fear steal from city to city,

wretched and homeless, is there no pity?