Kakuma News Reflector – A Refugee Free Press

Poem: Lost

Posted in Arts by KANERE on July 16, 2009

Volume 1, Issue 5-6 / May-June 2009


Head down, as I watch my feet hit the ground

I close my eyes, where am I heading.

I do not know

Everything around me stands still

As if, I am in a bad dream

And I am unable to wake up

And then I realize, am not dreaming

That’s my life, am actually living it

Not dreaming it

Everything that I hear am sure nobody else does

Everything that I see, nobody else sees

All the sadness, all the wailing

I wish I could close my eyes and ears

So that I would never have to see or hear

There is no place to hide

I have to face life head on

I just have to, like others have.

All decisions are made for me

It is like I am mindless

Any suggestion I give

Is not good enough

I am a living dead

Only I can’t be buried alive

I always wonder where the dead go

When you die, you are no longer a refugee

I do not want to feel hopeless

But I have bee made to feel that way

By powers that be!

My time will come.

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