Peace! Serenity! Freedom!
False promises? Shattered dreams?
Sitting in the plane, she watches her home fade away…
Freedom from famine!
Freedom from war!
Nothing is free in this world.
Oblivious to her plight, unaware of her soul;
People pass her by; no one hears the heart break.
She remains seated, dispirited, desperate…
Her journey’s just begun; she’s got a long way to go.
Where do you go now?
Alone, scared, and motionless.
Where do you go now?
Hungry, dejected, and faithless.
You recite from the Book, you dream of cambuulo…
Where do you go now?
There is no freedom without a home.
Step by step, she climbs the stairs.
She greets with smiles, she treats with care.
She bows down in prayer, she cries no more.
She’s not alone, she loves her own.
High up in her tree, she spots the ship –
She stays on ground, her home is bliss.
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