The Unknown World
As I walk through this unknown world
With a heavy heart and an anxious soul,
All I can think of is my family
For they are the only ones true to me,
The lives of my brothers and sisters painfully unfold
Oh, how their stories had gone untold,
Though their voices were blare
They were still shackled down in despair
The soaring sparrows remind me of my wise old man
Who had once taught me to be brave
Now has warned me to stay out of storm's way.
And oh my dearest mother who has suffered the most
She's lost a child but hasn't lost hope.
I hear her pleads every night
Her tears are of pain and her wishes ask for rights.
‘God has a plan for all’ she still believes in this philosophy
One day I will make them proud
Even if it means the end of me.
And when we come to talk about me
I'll use those same words on repeat
For I am the same as my family.
Family, you may consider the ties of blood
But for me, they are the ones who share the same stars,
Pitifully now the day has come to an end
I smile as I look upon the path I came
It's half to my goal, to make this world our home.
Copyright © Asra Aymen | Year Posted 2023
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