This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 58; the fifty-eighth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with Saravana Kumar Murugan, the editor of Shades Of Life book series.
Refugee is a person forced to leave his/her country, home, area and the things he loved. Return of #BlogATon58 and #Aativas50 should have encouraged me to right something celebratory but when there is no hope for return nothing could be celebrated. Not only the world, our country and also social media platforms are full of people who forced others to leave because they didn't like their presence. This poem is written in solidarity with all refugees and I hope someday they will definitely return.
Fighter planes, tanks, guns, missiles,
missing loved ones in debris piles,
left the soil,left the home,left money under the sun,
homeless,loveless, no place to return.
Friends, neighbors, companion,acquaintances,
destroyed the understanding burned the houses,
left the happiness, left the laughs, left every religion,
trust-less, worthless, no place to return.
Politicians, rulers, owners, supporters,
lost the faith thought as outsiders,
left the place, left the space, left what earn,
mission-less, pitiless no place to return.
Trolls, workers, fans, followers,
hurled abuses, threaten criticizers,
left the internet, left the platform, left right to adjourn,
voiceless, right-less no place to return.