Refugee
Refugee: A poem
With no food or shelter
I am here to wander
With no friends or family
My childhood is stolen brutally
It's been long since I have last been home
I wonder if its fine or apart its torn
I was just a child playing in the ground
When armed men came and encircled around
They shot my mother, my brother, my father
I had to run cause there was no way other
And now I am here in a different nation
Like me thousands other have come here for salvation
I know I might be too young to ask
But why is the truth about me being masked
I did no harm to them, nor did my family
Then why were they all killed so brutally
I question what a six year old me did to them
That they burnt my home and threw me to slum
I am casted to a new place
And thousands other are here with the same case
I have no friends here, nor a family
I have a new name, its called 'Refugee'
By: Taiyeba Alamgir
Instagram: @taiyeba_writes