The Insatiable Sea
The insatiable sea
swallows boats of refugees
with ease.
Covering its deeds
with an iron-clad
inscrutability.
Never still
Changing motion
and colour.
Before burping up
The bloated bodies
Of the desperate.
Pulled by the moon.
Salem on Sea
Immigrants in small boats
Are being treated like witches.
Who tend to float.
Before they drown
Which they invariably do
When their shoddy vessel goes down.
Watched from the shore.
A guardian of Britishness keeps score.
Of the survivors.
Exhausted and grieving
A trip to Rwanda or a
Disused barge is their new 5-star beginning.
