SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY
A poem about the importance of offering asylum......to mark refugee week
She walks in Beauty
I know a girl whose smile
Is as warm as August sunshine
A girl whose eyes shine
Like the pole star.
A girl whose heart is so powerful
She will share her only food
With people living on wild winter streets.
Behind her smile she hides
The feel of a rifle in her mouth as she is raped
Under a merciless Eritrean sun.
Behind her eyes she hides
The vision of her mother and young sister
Being defiled by brutal men in uniform.
In the pit of her stomach she can always feel
The pains of another’s hunger.
This girl walks in beauty in the night
I pray she may walk in beauty
On a day....in the UK.