Lost in the Mediterranean Sea

Little bodies hiding in the dark
Scared and scarred, shivering with eyes that spark
They gaze at water and feel the cold
Regret is creeping in but Alas! They were already sold
To the seabed they were offered on silver plates
Forgotten cadavers and meals to big-scale promfrets
Some were seeking luxuries of diamond western dreams
But most were young heads of poor starving families
For their endless suffering this was the only key
Eventually they became mere numbers on next day’s national TV
Their youth was lost for wanting to break free
Their acts were condemned by Death and society
Ignored is a mother’s weeping for the son of her womb
Who’s solely asking for a body to burry in his tomb