Fog hangs
over the refugee camp,
Snow will be
coming soon
She shares a
tent with three other women
And the wind
sings a keening tune
She came here
across the desert
From
somewhere further east
She left her home when it was destroyed
By the jets
of Assad the beast
She has a
sea to cross and a continent more
She needs to
get past borders of wire
But she won’t
stop trying, for her son and herself
She's almost
there, almost there, almost there
He’s six years
old, he’s known nothing but war
She wants to
give him a different life
A place to
grow up, go to school and enjoy
A childhood
free from this strife
She lines up
for water, for food and for fuel
But nowhere
can she line up to get out
An exit visa
is an impossible goal
So she’ll pay
the smugglers and head south
She has a sea to cross and a continent more
She needs to get past borders of wire
But she won’t stop trying, for her son and herself
She's almost there, almost there, almost there
She came from
Iraq, she's been in Syria too
Ended up here
in Jordan with a million more
It could be
worse, she could be dead
But for now
she's just spoils of war
There is a
home for her somewhere in this world
She will keep her hopes up, she will keep going on
She will not
be stateless and homeless forever
She will look beyond the far horizon
She has a sea to cross and a continent more
She needs to get past borders of wire
But she won’t stop trying, for her son and herself
She's almost there, almost there, almost thererself
You’re almost
there, almost there, almost there
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