we look at TV screens that show
thousands of persecuted and bombed-out families
on the run for safety and sheer survival
so sorry
borders are shuttered now
the boat is full no more come in
we have to think of ourselves
so sorry
we sincerely regret that you
are suffering from cold and rain and snow
in your rickety makeshift camps
so sorry
we are sure there’s someone
to take care of all that mess
it’s just not us
so sorry
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