On the run for refuge

His family and burden huge

The sky his shelter

His bed made in heather

Is there a tomorrow 

away from his sorrow 

what doth humanity gain

Humans inflicted in pain

Chained to nations fence

Human heart seeking defence 

To the refuge they run

Wrecked life under sun

Seeking open gates wide

Souls weak a shelter to hide

Tis earth created not by hand

God the one made Tis land

Yet nations fail their own

A fence destroying their sown

wars waged at human cost

Stop we plead for life lost

Unite may Tis world join hand

For refuge every man's land