Mozida Ahmed

I’ve seen refugees
Scared and lonely and in lots of fear.
I’ve seen refugees
Leave this country and go to a country is near.

They flee through the desert
With only a bag of stuff
Water in a couple of bottles
And they are really tough.

Finally they get to the other country
The guards ask them questions,
They fill out a form
And while they are waiting
They get refused.

Sad, scared and lonely
They return to their country
Fearing the consequences,
And when they get there
They when they get there
They get persecuted for their race religion.