"From Bad To Worse"

The dinghy overcrowded
Wasn't worthy for the sea
The families crammed on the craft
Had no written guarantee
That they would reach land safely
To begin a better life
Fleeing from a war torn country
From the panic and the strife
For their journey fraught with danger
On a cruel and heartless course
Had the ocean showing who was boss
With a terrifying force
One family fell overboard
Their cries of panic lost
In the turbulence of water
Where the dinghy sadly tossed
A little child was pulled alive
His body icy cold
But his parents were no longer there
To comfort and to hold
They'd paid a fortune for the trip
And now paid with their lives
How desperate they had to be
How sick the devil drives
But still the people trust their luck
Whilst others fill their purse
A sorry state of greed and need
Fleeing from bad to worse.

The End                  by David Whitney c2021