Refugee

Its restless,

the air around us,

life

is filled with confusion,

of questions

with feathers

and answers

with chains,

I want

to find my way,

but I'm scared

and

without a light,

I know who I am,

but I'm afraid of the wind,

yet free from it,

and as the currents

carry me,

I find myself

floating on a raft

of dignity,

stranded

with other refugees,

praying

for the waves

to take us to safety.

Copyright (C) 2009 Sara LeMaster