Maria Fernandez-Garcia Poet Narrative

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A boat called Liberty

It was one day in December,
another day in the calendar,
but for him, a different one.
That day his life took a turn,
fed up with his misery,
wandering alone in the streets,
a poor young man had enough.

He didn't have Santa Claus,
but he heard his echo, 
what was his best Christmas present.
Haron, a nineteen years old boy, living in a thorny country,
prayed while he was deciding.

Abandoned to his fate
he had nothing to loose,
but Santa Claus' echoe.
He was offered a new life,
a new country, a new beginning to make his dreams
come true.

No doubt, nothing to loose,
he bet everything to one card.
He left his land with nothing,
jumping into a boat to be sailing for days.
He saw the undesirable,
the eyes of the evil's opportunists taking the rest 
of the ashes from him.

A boat arrived on a beach,
alive but with little life, he conquered among many others that they didn't have the same chance.
Lights were everywhere,
the ambulance took him to a hospital. It was the season of lights and miracles.

Haron survived well enough,
he heard that echoe, the right one to be chosen this time.
Haron was adopted by a family, by a village, by all of us.
He is studying as the same time that he is working as a fisherman on a boat called Liberty.

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