Before this distraction
Life was a simple word to describe
We were used to mingling with different people from different cultures and races.
Our grandpa used to tell us charming folktales when we lit the fire and sat around it.
And when the world changed
We were called victims of an ended war and now we are called audience of this discrimination, invasion and corruption which destroys our collaboration
NOW
We are busy, busy like bees searching for a person to solve and end all these gunshots, sounds of nuclear bombs
NOW...
We are tired of this life
Changing our beautiful identities into one
As if we are children of the some feathers, although we don't flock together, however
They said
Wherever
Whenever our rights are still the key which opens the doors of the better place
Doors of the paradise
Doors of the world with gender equality
Which burns inequality
Everyone with ability to oppose or propose
A world without conflict uses negotiation when solving different questions, and now my book is open .
They said that my future is under a black paper
They said that my future is dead cuz of my identity
They acted as cruel as death in order to bury my dreams and put them in the coffin
They did everything to show me that Beggars can never be Choosers
But I am still standing up, fighting for my rights, but all in all
Safeness is the key of the human race, which shines in the darkness
YES!!!
I am a refugee
But being a refugee doesn't mean that my rights were written in the middle of the book with 1000 pages
100 letters
in 10 stanzas
And 1 individual to read it all
NO!!!!!!!
Being a human means having a right to life
A right to live a bright and better life which means
Whoever
Wherever
Whenever, everyone has the right to be safe.
Heritier [aka First Born Poet] (21st century) Burundi
Source: Dzaleka Art Project
Life was a simple word to describe
We were used to mingling with different people from different cultures and races.
Our grandpa used to tell us charming folktales when we lit the fire and sat around it.
And when the world changed
We were called victims of an ended war and now we are called audience of this discrimination, invasion and corruption which destroys our collaboration
NOW
We are busy, busy like bees searching for a person to solve and end all these gunshots, sounds of nuclear bombs
NOW...
We are tired of this life
Changing our beautiful identities into one
As if we are children of the some feathers, although we don't flock together, however
They said
Wherever
Whenever our rights are still the key which opens the doors of the better place
Doors of the paradise
Doors of the world with gender equality
Which burns inequality
Everyone with ability to oppose or propose
A world without conflict uses negotiation when solving different questions, and now my book is open .
They said that my future is under a black paper
They said that my future is dead cuz of my identity
They acted as cruel as death in order to bury my dreams and put them in the coffin
They did everything to show me that Beggars can never be Choosers
But I am still standing up, fighting for my rights, but all in all
Safeness is the key of the human race, which shines in the darkness
YES!!!
I am a refugee
But being a refugee doesn't mean that my rights were written in the middle of the book with 1000 pages
100 letters
in 10 stanzas
And 1 individual to read it all
NO!!!!!!!
Being a human means having a right to life
A right to live a bright and better life which means
Whoever
Wherever
Whenever, everyone has the right to be safe.
Heritier [aka First Born Poet] (21st century) Burundi
Source: Dzaleka Art Project
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