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Most of us have run away from something, abandoning things that were precious to us. There are voices out there telling us to be afraid, to be selfish; instead we should try to be brave, and be generous.

Refugee

Screen_shot_2017-12-05_at_08.50.24by Patrick Howse28 Oct 2015

I glimpse a graphite sea
Smudging a sky
Laden with menace.

I have sought escape
From my darkest dawns,
Abandoning precious things,

To wash ashore
Seeking help the fearful
Would dare to deny.

Nothing is ours
By right, permanent:
Every line is provisional.