The Asylum

used to do charitable work,
with troubled people,
Who'd crossed many borders
to gain entry to a safe haven.
Free from persecution,
For whatever reason...
I was disheartened by
sad stories of beatings
and discriminations..
But as the years went on,
I met many a greedy
ungrateful person..
Who turned their back
on what we would give
our right arm for..
I prepared a three bedroomed
house for occupation..
It had a large garden,
New windows and doors..
and was filled with new
Items on all floors..
The family came in,
From the cold, and saw
the enclosed coal fire..
We don't want that..
We have a baby..
We don't want that..
I'd made the fire..
It was an enclosed Raeburn..
We all stood and looked
At the small bundle
of people and wondered..
How will they fit in..
in the county they've strived
To reach..crossing seven
borders and an ocean..
and they can't deal..
with a coal fire..?
Their coal was free too..
Freedom is pricey