Along the broken glass road
Leading to a graveyard
They are herded like animals
Drawing looks of hate
From dark hearts
They ask only for a place to rest
Not to be sent back
To live among the dead
Their struggle is ours now
We can turn them away
But they will never be gone from us
©Daniel von der Embse
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Nice!
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Well done, beautiful
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