divided
along the lines of colour,
culture and religion
boxed in
boxed thinking
short sighted
we are one
confronted with the other
shared history
similar stories
cannot understand what they say
we are different
papers and nations
define us
circumstances push
the dangers of insecurity
strange lands
bountiful challenges we are facing
arrive here
lost, unknowing
find solace in faces
similar to mine
differences highlighted
shun what we fear
refugee
an umbrella for all
without providing shelter
feel the same rain
the cold of the world upon us
there’s a you and there’s a me

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