A Poem by Mohammed A
Country of national horror
From the far to the deep
It is fear to danger
And from exile to the second
Country of war
Destroyed all my buildings
Security has died in my country
Death become free
Country of national grief
It is painful to overcome
The misery and deprivation
Country of patience
And the people who have stopped me
How many have been displaced and
How many have sought refuge
They walked away without my address
Country of national oppression
And death without coffins
The sadness in my heart begins
The tears cover my eyelids.