HOPE OR LOST?
With smiles they waved goodbye
barefoot on the soil that raised them
carrying nothing but names
and the weight of dreams too heavy for home.
They spoke of Europe
like it was morning on the other side of night
and more prayers than food.
Is this hope?
To trade the peace of home for a foreign land?
Or is it loss
leaving love behind for a future that may not come?
This is human migration
not statistics but sons and daughters
not numbers but beating hearts
crossing borders just to feel human again.
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