I read an article on the DW.com website about how young child refugees, boys in the main, were selling their bodies for sex to escape from the conflicts in Syria, Afghanistan and Pakistan to fund their journeys to the heart of Europe. But on arriving in Greece they found they were treated no better.

The Washington Post had also reported how many of the displaced families were living in terrible conditions in shipping containers in the refugee camps. It’s impossible to imagine their lives – ‘I Have Dreams’ was my wholly inadequate attempt to draw attention to their plight.