So you say

Keep believing in the good

It’ll all come right enough

See children with no food

And bodies wet with blood

But it’ll all work out in time

Everything will get better magically

So you say.

You can feel pity and do nothing

Say nothing because you don’t need

To worry if your own back yard

Is looking neat with poppies growing

Pretty as a picture grown for the dead

And you tell everyone you did your best

Or so you say.

Children washed up lifeless on beaches

Or in a box on a city street if they’re lucky

Convince yourself they all go back

To a safe warm bed, and a meal to eat

Before you have to consider reality

And then say you turned your caring back

So it’s not offensive

You see all the things going on

Kids in cages, bullets flying

Because extremists are taking over

But it’s nothing to do with you

Am I understanding that right?

When they knock at your door

Shall we ignore it as you’re taken away?

Oh it’s never going to happen to me

I hear you say.

Ailsa

©️AilsaCawleyPoetry2019

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Author: ailsacawley

I have written since I can remember, devouring the stories of Roald Dahl under the covers by torchlight. I have always loved fairy tales, myths and magic. A good deal of the things I write has some truth in it. Others, not. I’m pleased you dropped by, please feel free to leave me a comment or if you’re kind enough to share that’s fine. ☺️

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