There is a deadly order

where people do not have the right to speak

for crossing the border

they are considered freaks.

On a cold, dark night

there was a light shining neon

these people were drawn to this light

but it seemed far away like an eon.

Separation by a continental shelf

going north following the great sky ladle

to cross over by yourself

where your baby may safely cradle

You might make it across, if only

you weren't so lonely.