Poem for Refugee Week

In the shelter, by a bus stop, do I see you standing there?
Will I take a moment now to think of you, and will I care?
Will I spare some head space, and reflect what life here’s like for you,
Step into your heart and soul space, put myself into your shoes?
I don’t know quite what it feels like, being in limbo, not at home,
Feeling different, disconnected, not quite part of things, alone.
Far from friends and family, loved ones, system here is sometimes cold,
Living with uncertainty, a sense that life’s been put on hold,
I don’t face the pain you’re facing, long protracted painful wait,
Feeling like you’re sinking, drowning, just about to suffocate,
But I’ll take some time to just be there and say a prayer for you,
Be a friend and not a stranger, take an interest – smile too,
As I step outside my comfort zone to know you, make a start,
I may find I’m on a journey too, the journey to your heart.


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