A poem I wrote after seeing so many news stories of people uprooted from their homes.
If (The Refugee)
If I stay home
I will starve
If I remain where I grew up
I will be poor
If I linger where my roots are
violence will take me
If I refuse to leave
I will be forced to do
dreadful things
If I knock on your door
It’s not because I want to
It’s because
I want to live
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