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Sunday Morning Prayer

Am on my knees Father
Bearing in mind that you never sleep 
Crying for those trapped in a foreign country 
Dark days have befallen them
Equality rules broken, screwed humanity
Frequent hunger, little or no pay and slaving labour 
Golden days are over for them
Having greener pastures and better opportunities 
Is a dream that burnt on their arrival
Just want to go back home, even in poverty
Keeping their fingers crossed, for safe arrival
Looking forward to getting out of captivity, passports in hands
Making every effort because there is no place like home.



*For those suffering in places like Lebanon, Dubai, Saudi Arabia, Bahrain etc. After going for better opportunities/jobs but they end up in the hands of mistreating employers. They sign long contracts and their documents are taken. There are many cases of abuse and neglects, some reported & some unreported. 
NB: not all employers are like that & there are those seeking greener pastures that come out satisfied*

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/17/2015 9:43:00 AM

This is a sad situation, it is good to bring awareness to it.

Njeri Hunjeri
Date: 7/21/2015 4:02:00 PM

yes its sad. wish more could be done by the agencies that take people to these countries. but i believe with time, things will get better. soon there would systems that would do background checks of the employers and even employees. and these systems can track those issues of abuse and the employers who are "repeat offenders" would be banned from employing. but i know that kind of system will take money, time & international agreements...