One day
I will be your refugee
I will be your migrant child
I will be the one
Knocking on your door

No warm croissants
No safe train rides to work
No comfy sofas
No birthday cards and presents

One day I will be your refugee
A homeless traveller
Seeking asylum
Longing for safety
Searching for humanity

One day
One day

One day
You will be my refugee
And you will come to me for help

You will reach out your hand for money
For something to eat
For a roof over your head
You will ask me for a shelter
For your family

And my door will be open to you
I promise

So are you in?
Or are you out?

What lifetime are you in
In this lifetime?

Are you one of the lucky ones?
One of the us’s?
Or one of the them’s?

One day
We will all have our part to play

In need
Or helper

How we play
Is our legacy