Prayer of a refugee
People of this country hate me.
They want to oust me.
Where I can go?
I was born in a country where
There was no scope of even beggary.
So I came here.
Famine was hitting my mother land from three years continuously.
‘O’ Allah or ‘O god
Please help me in my survival.
Only handful people in my country are in joy.
Behavior of native person of this land is not favorable for me and for my children.
We are collecting garbage on the roads and begging some coins from the people.
Is it my fate?
‘O’ God you are in haven please see also to me and do some thing for me.
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