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