How dare religion be brought here,
no good god would allow.
The tired eyes and squalid stenches,
no good god would allow.
Madonna and Child you say?
In this place?
No good god would allow.
Those refugees no crime committed,
thrown from life with their poor children.
Madonna you say?
She was ne'er here,
no good god could allow.
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A Mother in a Refugee Camp -- My response
PoetryWhen I read through the original poem linked below, I found multiple religious references. This angered me, this poem is my response. http://genius.com/Chinua-achebe-a-mother-in-a-refugee-camp-annotated Don't forget to comment and favorite if you...
