Refugees

A checkout girl young and sweet

The thought of refugees almost makes me weep.

She speaks of her car

I ponder on those who have travelled far.

She is at university

While others face adversity.

A kind hearted girl

Do thoughts whirl

Through her head

Of the suffering and the dead?

Just an ordinary morning shopping,

Nothing shocking.

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