For those on the run
From the prison, the gun
For those who escape
After torture and rape
For those who are homeless and hopeless and stateless
For those grown so thin, they could almost be weightless
For those left too weak
Or too frightened to speak
Like the poor kid who hid
But who saw what they did
For those who've not eaten
The pursued and the beaten
Who fled when the harvest had failed
Who came home to loved ones impaled
For those who've walked and walked and walked from far away to here
For the traveller who doesn't need a bloody souvenir
For those who wake up from their dreams
Shaken by shadows and screams
For those who were lucky to lose just a limb
For those from the boat who were able to swim
Yes, dignity
If you please
For those not given the chance to choose
Who carry the little they've got left to lose
For those who've been moved on so often before
That they don't even care where they are anymore
For those for whom water is worth more than gold
For those who've held children whose bodies turned cold
For those who now know that they'll never return
For those who've watched all that life meant to them burn
Just give me some dignity
Just give me some dignity