– KEPT WAITING –
I left my beloved land behind me
with an emptiness that still haunts me,
even fear of so many threats,
even rage, deprived and crying.
Without saying goodbye, I take nothing with me
because they put a price on my head,
even I find the other displaced people,
even they also drag the ruthlessness with them.
Why… do they take the ground from me?
Why… do they take away our lives?
Because in the meantime
I wake up every day,
and there the land is left waiting.
Because in the meantime
I reinvent myself every day,
and there the land is left waiting.
I arrived trembling and facing the hustle and bustle,
looking for shelter and food in the slums,
even shelter for women and children,
even water to wash away the sorrows.
Discouraged, lost in this city,
misguided with the false promises,
even hurt by so much indifference,
even the rain hurts on my head.
Why… do they take the land away from me?
Why… do they take away our lives?
Because in the meantime
I wake up every day,
and there the land is left waiting.
Because in the meantime
I reinvent myself every day,
and there the land stood waiting.
