Boat Migration Poem by Shqipe Prence

The sea, full of mystery
And free souls, that out of misery,
Abandoned and forsaken,
The road across the sea have taken,
To find in exile the golden age,
And life's children to change,
But swept by the deadly waves,
Out from under,
As in a thunder,
Without any mercy,
Men, women, children,
Sank to the very bottom,
In salty water locked up forever,
Not to see the sun light never;
Sea, the sea imprisoned them forever!
A horror, a tragedy,
That unites in life the dead and alive,
To find Rebirth and breathe free,
Or to fall into vacuity, deep into the sea?
The sea, the sea is history,
The ancient whispering,
The collective memory,
The ebb and flow of sea,
A lesson, the truth deeper to see!
The countries, full of opportunities,
With torch in hand their sons to lead,
A new life to create, the life they need:
Integrity, Unity, Community!