They need us
Their
eyes full of tears
Beat our
heart to give a hand
To all people
who have left their land
Running away
from their fears.
They cry for
help, solidarity and peace
After a long
time spent on the seas,
Leaving us
full of sorrow as they tell their story.
How could we
live and not consider
Our brothers
and sisters travelling from far away
With such a
burden in their heart?
Let’s help,
let’s start
Doing something to them until one day
They’ll have
freedom once and forever.
Acheampong Adade Johnson
Autovino Angelo Biondolillo
Giuliana
Bruno Giuseppe Ciaramitaro Sonia
Bruno Giuseppe Ciaramitaro Sonia
Leto Giulia
I have read this article and although in this period there is not much talk about this topic, it doesn’t mean that there are no more immigrants. People keep running away from their county for wars, for poverty and they go to research of luck. This poem describes perfectly how people feel when they leave their land and for this reason I was very impressed. We have to help these people because if we had been in their country we would have wanted someone to help us.
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