The Last Supper
They munch at scraps of bread
And gulp their meagre drink;
They borrow someone’s phone
To make one final call,
Then scrape up what he asks
To squeeze into the boat
And shiver as the sea
Sets out its fearsome stall.
Comments
Wed 2nd Oct 2024 17:34
And it is thus, that the dog-whistling politicians who loudly complain "This is a Christian country..." betray and crucify Jesus with every death.
They don't want to "stop the boats", because that gives them power over a population divided by hate.
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Steve White
Thu 3rd Oct 2024 20:45
Thank you, Stephen.
The humanity of these godforsaken voyages is often lost in the clamour of populist dog whistles.