how often we have passed you by
so sure of the road ahead
only to have you wake us
to have us move along

the first arrived in twenty four
with family, muscle and word
the next were keen to mark the world
they turned to face the wind

reckless thus we set our course
faster, richer, higher
and came upon the terrible truth
this land is not our own

i’ve seen you bending, reaching, touching
not knowing who you are
keeper, warrior, patient soul
of earth made from old bones

we ask you please for mercy now
as refugees again
please take and feed us one more time
with wisdom, ears and love