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Refugees
I've been reading some of these poems with my son, my son, who's 13. And I read him one of these poems and he gefours with after. So here it is. They have no need of our help. Do not tell me these haggard faces could belong to you or me. Should life have dealt a different hand? We need to see them for who they really are. Chances and scroungers lay abouts and lounges with bombs up their sleeves, cut throats and thieves. They are not welcome here. Instead, let us build a wall to keep them out. A place should only belong to those who are born there. Now