The Refugee - Paul Roberts

Don’t talk to them of wrong and right

Who has or has not sinned

They scattered round a world in flight

Like leaves in a howling wind

From the burned out cities to the deserts

From sea to hostile sea

Beyond the point of no returning

We’ll see the refugee

They come with a suitcase and a dream

To live among the free

The wounded and the dispossessed

The broken family

Lights flicker from along a shoreline

A ship waits out at sea

To gather up its human cargo

And steal the refugee

The calendar the hour glass

The crown upon the king

The politics of no surrender

When they’ve taken everything

See the armies of the homeless

Flee from tyranny

Beyond the point of no returning

We’ll see the refugee