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