Ishmil arrives
Dry land.  Safety,
rightly entitled
As a human being
More so as a child
But instead you
pour cruelty
over him
Like hot oil
It burns and scars
Unspeakable horrors
Must be spoken of
Razor wire
Sweltering heat
Never!!” you sneer
“Seek refuge elsewhere
We dump you
We demonise you
We discard you
You threaten our wealth
our privilege our greed
So we will strike you down”
Ishmil sees this
He sees lifeless limbs
at the feet
Of heartless men
He sees Reza
and he weeps
Eternal-felt tears
From a young boy
being broken
into a thousand pieces
Shame on you Australia
Shame on you