“my African Brother, My Life” Poem by persian khushi

My name was Mido Macie
I was a foreigner in your country
All I asked for, was your hospitality
Same as you
I work hard to rise above poverty
It is why I sacrificed my family
Left them behind in my country
To live freely
I came here with a few pennies
And only the clothing on my back
I am young and I had my whole life planned
My hunger brought me here
To your land of prosperity
I obstructed the road
But this was no reason for arrest
It is why I resisted
God knows of the things you do to foreigners
My fear of your wrath
The citizens of your country
Fear you for your action
My minor offence
Caused me my life
You hand cuffed me to the police van
Then you dragged me through the streets
Humiliated me for being a foreigner
In the name of my offence
It is why I resisted arrest in the first place
So many untold stories
Of African brothers like me
Who died at your hand
Later in the holding cell
You further battered me there
Until I breathed my last breath
And my crime was
Being your African Brother