Arvind Joshi

Refugee Prayer

may the sea
near each town

have water enough
to swim

but never enough
to drown.

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when the seas,
in stead of shells and sands,

wash a little boy ashore,

who first
should gouge their eyes in horror,

and in shame forever
hold their speech –

the people he left
or the people he tried to reach?

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