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Inspired by a friend's experience working at the migrant camps in Lesbos, Greece and a reflection on the insanity of the situation

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I watched them come ashore, calling, calling
Raw hands upon the oars, seeking sanctuary
Wet bodies in the surf, heaving, heaving
Nobody on this earth, would wish this hell

Would we sit all stiff lipped, with our lives blown away?
Would we chance the distance, cross the Aegean sea?

A message in the sand, send assistance
We need a helping hand, don't delay
The waters rising fast, heed us, heed us
This boat's not built to last, call mayday

Can we sit and watch this, content in apathy?
Can we stem the poor spent, tides of humanity?

Freezing hands are always feeling
For warmth again, warmth again
Tired limbs are always seeking
For home again, home again

I caught it on the wind, planned resistance
No welcome in this land, no reprieve
What wretched ignorance turns victims to militance
And turns them back to sea, to cast away

Can we sit and watch this, content in apathy?
Can we stem the poor spent, tides of humanity?
Will we quite the solace or our impunity?
Will we waive, send our aid 'cross the Aegean Sea?

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from Better Late Than Never EP, released January 25, 2015

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Owen Shiers Wales, UK

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