POV: You Are A Refugee Fleeing Your Country

I did not choose this life, and I don’t know anyone who would. 

Why would I choose to have…

My village torn up?

The home I built be invaded?  

Or the children I raised be taken from me? 

Choose this? I would not wish it upon my worst enemy. 

I promise you, there was not a diamond in the world that could put back the sparkle I once had in my eye. 

But now I’m left with no choice, except to run in search of mercy. 

Hoping that someone sees I’m fleeing a life I did not deserve.   

They say some wounds will never heal, and this is one of them. 

But this does not hurt nearly as much as knowing that when I find refuge in the new world… 

I will be judged on what I want, instead of all that I have lost. 

By: Ishaan Cheema