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The Refugee Game<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n by Mike Jenkins<\/em><\/p>\n You start in your own land. If you begin in Albania Roll the dice, land on Poland, The Calais camp is like jail If you manage, there’s a small boat. If you progress there are hotels, There’s that square ahead – But if you’re fortunate You’ve lost your house or your family, Note:<\/strong> the image above is of Syrian and Iraqi refugees reach the coastal waters of Lesbos in Greece, after having crossed from Turkey.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Refugee Game by Mike Jenkins You start in your own land. What are you fleeing from? Pick a card: drought, war, famine,A callous, oppressive regime. If…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":486,"featured_media":15339,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1660],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15340","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15340","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/486"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15340"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15340\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/15339"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15340"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15340"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.gfdesign.co.uk\/culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15340"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
What are you fleeing from?
Pick a card: drought, war, famine,
A callous, oppressive regime.<\/p>\n
You won’t get far –
Return to Go, start again
(It\u2019s jobs you’re after
And there are plenty,
But you’re surely a gangster).<\/p>\n
Hungary or Serbia –
You want to keep moving
But you can only go back.<\/p>\n
Except there’s no formula
To get out, no double.<\/p>\n
This is where it gets tricky!
Pick up your Chance cards –
Overboard, drowned, arrested.<\/p>\n
Detention centres, paltry hand-outs.
You haven’t won,
You’re just stuck on a square.<\/p>\n
If you land on it
It will be straight to Rwanda,
Do not pass Go,
Do not collect your 45 quid.
You’re out…. off the board!<\/p>\n
Pick up your Community Chest card –
‘ If you’re from Ukraine,
Go round the board,
You get a visa, a job,
Can even visit home.’<\/p>\n
Sometimes your whole town.
There’s no returning to square one,
Though you roll and hope
Again and again and again.
And the name of the game
Is “Nobody Can Win”.<\/p>\n