CHANNEL CROSSING (Satis Shroff)

Zeitgeistlyrik CHANNEL CROSSING (Satis Shroff) Dreams have turned into nightmares, Where moral has been destroyed. When people contemplate suicide, Than suffer at the hands Of the IS or the Taliban. The children tell you tales Of Dads who never returned. Bombed dwellings, Doors with bullet-holes. Will we ever find compassion, Understanding and tolerance Out in the west? We face prejudice and hatred Towards the poor and destitute In the rich west. We have turned into pawns For the politicians in White Russia, European countries and Poland. They push us here and there In their borders. Walls created with bared-wire To keep refugees out. The children tell you tales Of Dads who never returned. Bombed dwellings, Doors with bullet-holes. Incessant vigilant armed patrols, Heat sensors around railway tracks. The official routes are closed. Priti Patel, a politician of Indian descent, Discusses who is a genuine asylum seeker And who is an economic migrant. We are fleeing persecution And approach the English Channel; The last endeavour in our troubled lives. We want to make it Or die in the attempt. 27 of us have found waters graves already. All we desire is political asylum in Britain. So God help us.
The children tell you tales Of Dads who never returned. Bombed dwellings, Doors with bullet-holes. CHANNEL CROSSING (Satis Shroff) Dreams have turned into nightmares, Where moral has been destroyed. When people contemplate suicide, Than suffer at the hands Of the IS or the Taliban. The children tell you tales Of Dads who never returned. Bombed dwellings, Doors with bullet-holes. Will we ever find compassion, Understanding and tolerance Out in the west? We face prejudice and hatred Towards the poor and destitute In the rich west. We have turned into pawns For the politicians in White Russia, European countries and Poland. They push us here and there In their borders. Walls created with bared-wire To keep refugees out. The children tell you tales Of Dads who never returned. Bombed dwellings, Doors with bullet-holes. Incessant vigilant armed patrols, Heat sensors around railway tracks. The official routes are closed. Priti Patel, a politician of Indian descent, Discusses who is a genuine asylum seeker And who is an economic migrant. We are fleeing persecution And approach the English Channel; The last endeavour in our troubled lives. We want to make it Or die in the attempt. 27 of us have found waters graves already. All we desire is political asylum in Britain. So God help us. The children tell you tales Of Dads who never returned. Bombed dwellings, Doors with bullet-holes.

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