My Country, My Home?

30.12.2019

In this land that I call home,

Girls like me don’t go to school.

Instead they grow up, in danger and afraid

Of what will happen to them one day.

In this country that I call my own,

Safety does not have a place.

Women cannot walk the streets alone,

Or dress the way they like anymore.

This land that I call my own,

Religion has overthrown.

People have lost sight of the truth,

All they do now is break and accuse.

This country that I call home,

Has no space for its own people.

Instead it weeds, prunes and hoes,

The people who have nowhere else to go.

In this land that I call home,

Peace may never walk again.

No one will be allowed to voice their thoughts,

Live their lives or worship their Gods.

In this country that I call my own,

Though I was allowed to go to school,

I have still grown up, worried and afraid

Of what will happen to us all one day.