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No home, refugee

Where do I belong?

By Jacare FreemanPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
No home, refugee
Photo by Claire Kelly on Unsplash

Let's go!

Hurry up!

Grab all your stuff!

Is time to move!

Say bye to all

You once loved

One day, one life

One night, one death

Live, that's what it takes

Your life is a show

Mass media production

We are not in a mental disposition

To believe that Santa Claus

Will bring me home in Navidad

So I could hug my son

One more time

To cheers with family

To laught until cry

As a refugee in America

All I miss is ordinary life

To have a routine

See everyday things

The way it used to be

Now I have to survive

No matter what

So I can come back

To my old home and house

Why am I so sad?

If now I have the biggest

Bank account

I have ever had

Cause I miss my old life

I can't settle down now?

Enought of that!

Stand up and fight back

I am no victim of life

Warrior of light is who I am

That's why I always realize

That home is not a place

But a feeling,

A haste

To the place of belonging

With one most precious self

Yourself.

Be kind,

Treat yourself gently

Cause home went no where

It keeps itself there, babe.

Your heart is safe again

keep it that way

Love yourself, okay?

inspirational

About the Creator

Jacare Freeman

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