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Displaced from nowhere

To once again- nowhere.

Which I learned to call

A home- for a moment.



Pushed by ignorance

Pulled by hopes and dreams

Faced with uncertainties

Lethargic- for a moment.



From nowhere to nowhere,

Now, Where shall I be?

Cover and bring to safety

This estranged refugee.



Secure me from danger

Of a rich and wasted life.

Ignoramus, an 'indio', I may be

Still I believe in a space made for me.



Somewhere here or there,

I am free to be me

And finally make history

Of this perpetual atrocity.



Somewhere here or there,

I shall find asylum

As I endure to believe

That 'home' is more than just a dream.