Child Refugees
We are lucky
We have survived
The journey across the Mediterranean
A long, hard traumatic journey
The journey ahead
Is even harder
We are wet, cold
At risk from hyperthermia
At risk from pneumonia
The tents are unsafe
Winter has arrived
Facilities are dire
European Convention of the Rights of the Child
Do not matter here
No child friendly spaces here
Onwards we march
Heads hanging low, clutching dreams, clutching hope
Of safety