The poem was lifted from a Facebook page, no idea who the author is, but someone certainly filled with compassion and love. Obviously much more than Priti Patel with her authoritarian fascist traits.
Warsan Shire, ′′ Home ′′
you don't abandon home unless
house is shark's mouth
you run towards the border only then
when the whole city runs with you
neighbors run faster than you
and the breath is bloody in their throats
boy who went to school with you
who kissed you unconscious
behind the old tin factory
carries a rifle bigger than it
you abandon your home only then
when the house won't let you stay
you don't abandon home unless
house will chase you away
fire under your feet
hot blood in your insides
never even crossed your mind
that you will ever do it
until the blade burned its threats
on your neck
but even then you hum the anthem under your nose
and only in the toilet at the airport are you screaming yours
passport
sobbing because every bite of paper
makes you realize that there will be no return
you have to understand
that no one puts their children in a boat
unless the water is safer than the land
no one burns their hands
under the trains
under the wagons
no one spends days and nights
in the depths of trucks
eating newspapers unless
miles traveled
means more than a trip
no one can crawl under the fences
nobody wanna be beaten
to be an object of mercy
no one chooses refugee camps
nor a personal revision
when your body tears up the pain
not a prison
because jail is safer
than a city on fire
and one prison guard
at night
is better than the whole truck
men of your father's age
no one could stand it
no one could stand it
no one's skin would be hard enough
these ones
ciapaci to go home
refugees
filthy immigrants
asylum
exploiters of our country
begging niggas
stinks
spreading parasites
they broke down their country and now they want to
to smash ours
like these words
those hateful looks
they run down you
maybe because it hurts to hit less
than a broken limb
or that the words are softer
than a dozen men between
with your legs
or that insults are easier
to swallow
than the ruins
Bone
than your child's body
in pieces
i want to go home
but the house is shark's mouth
house is a gun gun gun
and no one would abandon home
unless the house would chase you ashore
unless he told you to
faster to run
to leave my things
crawl through the desert
to wander through the oceans
to drown
to starve
beggar
to abandon pride
your survival is more important though
no one abandons home until the house is
with a sweaty voice in your ears
the talking ones
run away
run away from me immediately
idk what i have become
but i know that everywhere
it's safer than here
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