Right in your hands That very hard night Because I am your child That time we had a chance to turn a page and the only way to get out of the stupid town. Bang bang bang Trrrack trrrack Krack krack krack Those are the sounds we heard behind us as we were running away Oh my goodness Now I understand the meaning of refugee in Kiswahili. Mkimbizi Meaning a runner We need peace
Poems - Refugee
Confusion
I am called African The UN calls me a refugee I call myself an alien My parents think I am the baby My neighbors say I act as an adult At school my class teacher calls me the big head of the class While the school head mistress thinks I’m one of the well behaved kids of the whole school. I am beautiful like girls But I am a boy. I am not gay or lesbian but even myself I don’t understand. Because I am a boy but behave like girls sometimes. Finally someone understood me and named me: The Confusion.
Life
Life is crazy Life is mysterious Life is beautiful Life is confused Life is full of fantasies When I was 8 years I remember I used to believe I am going to be a big boss but now stuck here I used to say I will be rich but still I’m not The only right thing I used to believe is that I can be whatever I need to be because I am still a student and my future is in my hands and education Life no balance
