There Is No Place For Me - Poem by Chloe Saunders
I have been driven out,
Of a place full of doubt.
It was a disaster waiting to be,
A dangerous fight, a doom for me.
My country at war, my family erased,
I fled from my country, many challenges I faced.
From the day I was born, I never had a care,
About the mysterious world, that laid out there.
Our village was safe, much laughter was there.
Then came our doom, then laughter was rare.
I fled from my country, I fled for my life,
Away from the swords, the daggers, the knives.
The new country was peaceful, reminders of the past.
I thought this was it, ah, I’m safe at last.
People come and people go.
There’s nothing left, save memories though.
First, my life seemed as beautiful as a dove.
Surrounded by family and the people I love.
Then it was black, black as a crow.
Dangerous and lonely; empty and slow.
Isn’t it astounding how quickly things change?
Once I was happy, now it’s just strange.
That’s my story, a poem about me.
There’s no place for me because I’m a refugee.
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