Where is my home?
I had one made of bricks,
But pelted stones broke them
And roofs were set ablaze
Where do I belong?
Where is my place?
The fence is short
That divides big time
My leap is high, but
Shorter than my self respect
To succumb under pressure
What do these barbed wire divide?
Two nations with one people,
With hearts (assumingly)
With brains (assumingly)
With souls (assumingly)
What is you
What is me?
Shouldn't it be we?
Us?
Thus giving
A sense of belongingness
~Ajay
7-9-17
A/N- The violence amongst ethnics groups in Myanmar-Bangladesh borders have resulted in immigrations and conflicts recently
