The Incoming Tide

[smokingboot]

What’s in the water that reddens the foam?
Only a boy who lost family and home
Golden our hands and the ocean is wide
Turn away, turn from the incoming tide

What’s in the water, the blood stinking water?
Somebody’s mother, or somebody’s daughter
Golden our hands and the ocean is wide
Turn away, turn from the incoming tide

What’s in the water that darkens the shore
Thousands on thousands who cry out no more
Golden our hands, oh, our gods are so kind
To give us this much and to keep us so blind.

It's a song, not a poem, in response to the photos on Khaled Barakeh's facebook. Be warned, these are corpses.

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10156009750420525&set=ms.c.eJwzNDA0NTMwsDQ3NTA1MzU1MtUzRIiYGBmgixiiqwHS6GoMMMwxQFdjZggSAQAiEBjm.bps.&type=1&theater

Do we not care? Do we not see? Basically, what we see in the UK is this:

http://www.pendie26.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/mailheadlines.jpg

Many of us know this rubbish for what it is. But it's still endemic.