Living In The Crosshairs

With life promising nothing but decay and disease
Can you find a reason to stay here anymore?
Raced your mother to hospital
Nothing that they could do
The medication on the sanction list
Not for import, say the EU

Razorblade wire on the fence
Killers in suicide vests
In a Kafka-esque nightmare
Sick of living in the crosshairs

You got out with the youngest
White phosphorous all around
Heard the sorry tales of those who stuck around
With nothing left to strive for
How a life soon wastes
So you offer the last of what you own
Set sail to a watery grave

Coming from a brutal hell, to a hostile place
Where the papers tell just how welcome you are
Where the system don't give a fuck
Your suffering is our shame
So this one's for Ibrahim Ismail
And the Al-Hajalis in the Grenfell flames