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
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