Not all are the same
Not all are the same
In the midst of our good fortune we grudgingly welcome
immigrants, refugees and asylum seekers.
In the midst of human flotsam we see a tide of people
in slow motion, souls who abandon their all.
They come to settle on our shores in desperate hope
with manifold reasons and desires.
All represent deprived and tortured humanity
a want of food, a future and freedom to be.
Some are professionals and others highly skilled
Doctors, engineeers, scientists, artists, writers and poets.
They come alongside those with undeveloped potential
earnestly seeking an opportunity to excel.
Those tortured and beaten for their genius, ambition and creativity
yearning to pursue their lives and work.
They bring with them inumerable gifts of real value,
they bring a freedom earned and fought for and not inherited.
Their courage is inspirational, filled with determination
we should honour them as they have chosen us.
Motivated by the need to be free they have sacrificed home, family and friends
to live amongst us and thereby enrich us.
keith jeffries
Fri 10th Mar 2023 12:21
Thank you to all who have taken the time to read this poem and express their views and appreciation. The poem is not political in nature but was written for those who risk life and limb to reach our shores in a very troubled and dangerous world. I do not support illegal immigration and approve only of those who try to follow correct procedures to enter the UK. Those who intimidate immigrants in hotels and blame immigration on the immigrants themselves would do well to turn their attention on the Government, who thus far have not solved the problem but used it as an electioneering ploy. Channel crossings are highly risky as we know and the traffickers are those who need to be hunted down and prosecuted not the immigrants themselves.
The government is impotent. If we could stop Adolf Hitler what is so difficult about a small group of people hanging on for dear life in a dinghy. If it is blame we are looking for then I think we should look at those in power not those in small boats.
May I draw attention to a Sudanese man, Nasir Elsafi, an artist at present in Ireland as an example from which I drew inspiration to write this poem
Thank you again for your interest.
Keith