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On a train in 1940
A kinder-transportee
In ’45 we were millions
Displaced by war and poverty
I’ve been expelled from Uganda
Run out of Palestine
(My) brothers and sisters taken
Time after deadly time
(When) Your world comes crashing all around
I am refugee
Wars I never started
Leaders who just wash their hands
Call us ‘swarms’ and ‘aliens’
Those invaders fresh from foreign lands
But out there in their stadiums
They raise the welcome banner high
Cos you can’t turn back the clock
You can’t just close your eyes
On a train in 1940
A kinder-transportee
Even then they called it ‘outrage’
Aliens with no right to flee