More in store
I have made home
Where no one is welcome
Only barbed wires around
So movement is found
What the hell it was?
Only gun shots and blood bath
No one was safe from hellish fire
We escaped and crossed border
Only life was saved
Family pride was shelved
At least we were kept in custody
Much to the will of an almighty
We may not return
And find in turn
Same freedom and liberty
In our own country
Let the unrest die down
Let our fate be made known
We shall have to endure some more
Life has more for us in store
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This was well written and I enjoyed the read. Thank you! ! ! 31 Mar by Sean Scribbles to More in store