Poetry 'n Prose

Left On Barbed Wire

Turning away
Refugees to humanity

Resilience and hope
Broken promises becomes

Another shade of grey
Soulless birds sing

Deathly indifference
Another kind of torture

No visible scars
Or proof of the infliction

As compassion is
Left on barbed wire

By 67paintings

A dialectical site of poetry, painting and the odd musical excursion into the unknown.

3 replies on “Left On Barbed Wire”

There were so many shade of grey in this story, like past one, to the inhumane treatment of migrants and refugees through out history. George Szirtes, a Hungarian poet, charted these stories from the 1956 revolution onwards… his work never fails to move me.

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