Today shed I a tear for every lost soul Lost in the furtherance of ill-conceived war Lost at the hands of a political goal Lost now to good health, consistently poor.
As refugees they travel to find peaceful land Relying on handouts from a charity trough Reviled by so many who don’t understand Who deny there’s a problem or just shrug it off.
Would a family not desperate get in one of those boats And set sail over seas that so frequently **** And give all of their money to who promises the most Who manipulates their misery with such deadly skill.
Yes, shed a tear for humanity’s sake Have we lost all compassion and good grace Let us recognise the pain and the risks that they take And be grateful that it’s something that we will not face.
But politics the *****, whose behaviour is arch And the arms manufacturers and their riches Mean more refugees will set off on the march While so many lie dead in quickly dug ditches.