Expat Adventures

Whoever was shocked by injustice escaped with his life

He embarks on a journey seeking his freedom

Panting after a right that was taken from him

He rides the horse of hope to free him

From the woes of injustice and its consequences

He complains of terror, not hunger

So he wore his luck and wore his destiny

He walks on the paths of his patience

His faith was broken and his tricks failed

His condition was not as he expected

When the sun of his dreams was eclipsed

Wherever fear and the scarecrow of his dreams confronted him

And when the candle of his hopes went out

On the waves of the sea he mourned himself

And behind the borders he bid farewell to his longings

Wiping away the tears of longing for his relatives

Homeless, lost, with no place for him

His path is clouded with a fog that darkens it

So he abandons a place where he sleeps and has no embrace

To swallow alienation and curse his present

And chews a past that was against his goals

He sold his sweat to preserve his dignity

And faced all the difficulties alone

When his enthusiasm pushed him to Forward

Wherever help came from his Lord

And when fate wanted to do him justice

He became sarcastic about his humble condition

So he had no choice but to make his way

To reach the utmost of what he wished for

It is a feeling that might calm his being

Believing in what he achieved with his effort

Contemplating what it will bring him

Continuing to walk towards his goal

No sadness for him nor fear for him

Like a stranger without an address

Carrying the earth on his shoulders