Kaleb Brown


Refugee - Poem by Kaleb Brown

No home, no love,
But a very hard shove,
No money, no food,
I am as dead as an ood.
Now I know how much refugees have to suffer!

Nothing awaits me,
Neither at home or somewhere else,
Refugees come to thee,
Fear, horror and worry awaits me somewhere else.
Now I know how much refugees have to suffer!

Every thing is destroyed,
No friends, no money for a new home,
A thin blanket for sleep,
Cannot sleep, counting sheep.
Now I know how much refugees have to suffer!

I flee away from war, drugs, alcohol or parents,
I flee from the people who couldn't care less,
The streets are cold at night time,
I also have a great big fine.
Now I know how much refugees have to suffer!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 10, 2010



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