by Mehreen Arshad Listen. As my mother cries As my brother screams And my father tries To save us from the dark From the pain Of this life That we’ve been living Watch. As they kill each and every one of us As they laugh at our suffering As they mock and belittle What little dignity we have left Watch them cheer as the bombs fall From the skies And into our homes Stand by As we’re dragged and beaten As they shoot with their guns While we walk the streets of what used to be our home and as we pick out pieces of bread from the ground To fill our stomach and gain some more strength Remember all that you have and all that you cherish Remember our pain Remember our faces Remember the blood on the walls that we’ve left As we tried to seek help from the world But all you did was turn your heads And kept quiet I imagined this world to be so beautiful But all I’ve seen is hatred All I’ve heard is anger And I know there’s something better waiting for me up there It’s why I’ve still found happiness In the little that I have Because I deserve better And this world is not where I’m meant to be.
