A poem by an Ethiopian friend


This is sad- know before reading.

On refuge, I thought that there was really going to be a change in my life.

I didn’t know it’s grave like you die.

I was thinking also about dollars.

To gratify myself but nothing has changed.

It’s just wasting my time on refuge which I though was really going to affect my life.

My power is finished by coming and going.

I lost my younger age.

I got sick and tired.

(Thanks to Rahel for translating from Amharic)

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