Poetry

Foreign

Dear child,

The hurdles here are too high,

No one will let you know that though

The sun will rise and set until you finally realize it.

Dear child,

Do aim high and find a purpose,

do love your host country with all your might,

for there is surely light at the end of the dark tunnel you are bound to walk through.

For no one tells you this little foreign child, that belonging and home are just words,

that life is more complex than having bread to eat and a roof over your head,

that your heart will seek for peace that is pure bliss.

Don’t you despair, don’t you allow yourself to crumble, don’t you allow yourself to fade away,

for you will make it dear child,

for you will be stronger than I could ever be,

for you will realize and win at this game called life,

so smile…

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