A Migrant's Woes

Nature welcomes us everywhere

There isn’t a leaf with a hostile stare

Thoughts which have them, have no heart

They tear the narrow ledge we share apart

The world we call as home

Is locked, we can’t freely roam

To the sky we’re migrants, suffering the ordeal

Of facing humans with a different ideal

Every migrant’s woes are etched into ground

Left behind when the dream ship runs aground

Their loyalties are torn apart

Looking for a haven in a stranger’s heart

Estranged hearts are the migrants’ woes

The fear that every mind knows

Is written in the air we freely breathe

We’re joyless migrants when woes silently seethe