I DEDICATE this to the plight of refugees
Charcoal on coloured paper.
…… was a reflection of the impending election. The issues candidates brought to the fore. … the floor! And one of these stuck in my mind, … Or should I say the core, my craw…… A shiny pinky-gold blank page in a magazine,I saw and then did draw… A Being
— Bereft of all but what you saw – Alone,.. to roam .. Fleeing . unbearable terror… Still bore – Faith,Hope an great Tenacity…. And a shady deal, a shaky keel .. This “Boat”, to freedom had enormous appeal. With nothing to lose [ eccept ones life,! ] this treacherous journey you Must-make [put yourself in the 1st., person – now].. Days, weeks on – in this great Ocean [you may have never even known about until this date. ]… finally , one day you wake to see— The " Dream", The Promise, you now anticipate, no choice but to … bu! !! a chance to take.- The headlines in the News Paper, spake – this poultry mobs fate ??? We Will Stop The " BOATS ". YOU WHAT ! ! ! ?…. These Brave Souls in their, now dreadful, weakened state await …. Ohh!!, Shame. Shame. Shame – oh oh .., to be part of this human race, who claim, Superiority ! — would be a great slogan to remember ? In such situations——— For Beggars and Angels come in many disguises …
Men, women and children, herded like war criminals, far out to a deserted, baseless,compound-prison,wire fences and locked gates, drab and desolate, and no escape … To castigate, humiliate… to show we won’t tolerate, such audacity… Thank heaven we are not all without compassion, for all Creatures, great and small.. Especially when this plea for you , to [ in our hour of need, ] to pluck us from the jaws of certain death …These headlines took me back to
’ Children Overboard’, [ horror], saga…. Their treatment, one of disdain and in-humane .. This Face appeared upon said blank page … I made this outline more decipherable ..and as I drew…. a vision of " Boat Person," I did view.
i was there to meet you – with a cup of hot soup, my hand to shake, and a lovely , thick, warm " Blanket …. The gift to make, and yours to take….
Even if we have to make immediate and extremely difficult decisions——— Treat others as we would have them treat us -
or the Despot might be you — your mother, brother – baby,,? it was just an apparition – what a difference it would make – all life is vital….. Do unto others ….. ?