Refugee

REFUGEE

© Dan Sullivan 2013

I am just a Refugee

I have no place to rest

I’m hungry and  I’m tired now

I have but one request

Won’t someone spare a Refugee

Some water and some bread

And perhaps a place upon the  floor

To lay my weary head

The fever  took my mother

I have no family

I’m lost and forgotten

There’s no one left for me

No vagabond am I 

I  did not choose this fate

To stand outside the city walls

Begging at the gate

I am just a Refugee

I have no place to rest

I’m hungry and I’m tired now

I have but one request

Won’t someone spare a Refugee

Some water and some bread

And perhaps a place upon the  floor

To lay my weary head