I hear

A little girl whispers to God

Why me? Why us? Why my ancestor’s land?

I hear that misery creates more misery

But never seen it like this in the mankind history

.

Speaking as a little girl, just a human being

Not knowing about politics or anything in its nature of being

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It started many years ago

When I was born

My rights to live free were taken

By controlling every step of mine

A search for a breath of life

Nothing was found, can’t afford a life

Only fear, hunger, misery and lies

 Even God is mad at us

Giving us earthquakes, storms, floods and death of my loved ones

.

It is true, misery brings misery

That’s why I am not going to let myself drown

Will rise again

No matter how many times I get pushed down