They have nothing to lose but their bodies now.
Homes, aspirations gone, as their land they were forced to flee.
Some escaped with their children and suckling babies
To a kinder and more civilised world, a Cypriot sanctuary.
So to sunny Cyprus they came, their ignorance was not to blame.
Cyprus, part of the Europe Union surely, would uphold their refugee rights.
But this ancient land of past hospitality has now for them, extinguished that flame.
Human Rights, a shade better here than in Turkey, we are told.
Incarcerated families split, civil servants withholding papers to stay and papers to leave.
Living in limbo, sub standard conditions, some take their own lives and escape into oblivion.
No right to work, no money to pay just the empty present and future to bare.
Herded like cattle, and contained in a pen, strangled for years with ministerial red tape.
As each ministry, their appalling attitude to asylum seekers, they ape.