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To be a refugee

To be a refugee must be agony               And though I myself have been lucky to avoid this trauma,              I know that all it takes is a corrupt leader,                                             To start a whirlwind that would result in my countries destruction      And my homes demise.            

My mother, my brother, my sister      Can't save me now not even my father who likes to believe he's macho man.

No! All that would be left now swould be for us to run,              Run far and fast away from  firearms and bombs away from people who would see us dead.

So what would I do if there was no escape?                                         If no one would help me way from these guns?                                      If the neighbouring countries put up walls and told me there was no way around?

I'd be stuck in a country flooded with violence,                                   I'd be helpless and lost trapped in the darkness with no way out,           I'd be forced to watch my family drop dead one by one.

So there is no way,                            I can possibly imagine what kind of hell its like to be a refugee              But I do know pain of an emotional kind.

 I know what it's like to be confused and alone,                       I know what it's like to be in the place your supposed to feel safe but to be confronted by a demon everyday.                                       I know what it's like to take steps towards somewhere knowing no good will come.                             I know what it's like to be filled with rage                                       And                                               I know what it's like to want to give up each and every day.

So what I'm saying is to be a refugee must be misery                    And though I can't for a second       Say I understand                               The torment put in their hands,      I can relate to pain and so can we all.

SO DO NOT let them suffer alone.   Let them in.                                    Let them in.                                      Reach out your hands                     And don't stop helping until the darkness passes and the light prevails.

Don't stop.                                     Don't stop.                                     Don't stop...

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