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Too many onboard
Waves picking up
As hard wind soared
The night just grew darker
Climbing up on the deck
Inside them they knew
This would soon be a wreck
As many before them,
No one could swim
They were swept into the ocean
Fate can be grim
They are a few of the thousands
Dissapearing at sea
When they try for a new start
And from poverty flee
These people are victims
Hardly mentioned in press
Still "we" in Europe
Are causing this mess
Forcing through policies
Forcing through law
Leaving no options
Reality's raw
Poetry by Marcus
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Written on 2006-04-20 at 23:23
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One way to the Canary Islands
A boat on the ocean,Too many onboard
Waves picking up
As hard wind soared
The night just grew darker
Climbing up on the deck
Inside them they knew
This would soon be a wreck
As many before them,
No one could swim
They were swept into the ocean
Fate can be grim
They are a few of the thousands
Dissapearing at sea
When they try for a new start
And from poverty flee
These people are victims
Hardly mentioned in press
Still "we" in Europe
Are causing this mess
Forcing through policies
Forcing through law
Leaving no options
Reality's raw
Poetry by Marcus
Read 764 times
Written on 2006-04-20 at 23:23
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