There is a better world out there
Said my father near the shore
We’ll be safe there my son
You’ll be scared no more
There are schools and playgrounds
And happy people too
A new beginning awaits us
All there on the new shore
We will hide no more
No loud sounds to hear
Plenty to eat
And nothing to fear
The sea will roar
But hold on tight
Till we reach that distant shore
Will I get candies and make friends new?
We’ll get there father, god will see us through
The boat rocks and fails
The water gushes in
But I won’t let go father
God will see us through
I made it home father
I made it all alone
I’ve found my way here
See….
I made it to the shore
—
Rizwan Saleem is a banker based in Dubai, UAE, who writes of the various escapades suffered through his life, and of the profound surprise at having survived long enough to pen them. He wrote this poem after the image of the drowned Syrian refugee made headlines around the world. His poems and prose have appeared in anthologies Twenty Seven Signs by Lady Chaos Press, Self-Portrait Poetry Collection by Silver Birch Press, E fiction India, Scarlet Leaf Publishing, and Colors of Refuge.
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