The Refugee

He sleeps under his own shadow through out the day and stays awake at night with hunger being his best mate...
What drives him to cross the oceans...
What makes him to leave his own place...

No home no clothes...but just a hope...
Moving from coast to coast under the cloud...
Carrying his own fate up above his head...

He gets drenched and drowned...
but the spirit he has...with no limits to move on...trying to find something to hold on...
He is cursed by nature and marked by the society...

We, on the other side...Sitting in these cozy times...sipping champagnes...and we complain about things!

If we ever get the chance..."spread love not war"...
one doesn't have to be rich enough or lose anything to do it.
It's just within us being humans...willing to offer that lil bit of warmth for those who need...
Everything is not given..everyone is not blessed equal...
Let's do better things for better world.