The Refugee's Struggle
I look back at my pain
I come from an ancient place
Where all my family was born
It has transformed into a paddy field now
Where they scorn my shade of skin
I became a refugee, a survivor
Where fundamental rights are absent
Neither at home nor elsewhere
Fear, horror and worry pervade
I can't sleep properly, even counting sheep
I'm a refugee, an embodiment of endurance
I'm a stateless citizen in God's world
I'm not a human like you, just a refugee
Even some animals have their rights
But I don't have that
Today I feel the immense burden a refugee must bear
How could I have survived there?
No UN and no ICJ to shield me
I'm unable to breathe, grant me the breath
I fear my decaying body will find a home in a dustbin later.
_ Mohammed Arshad Amin
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