Far From Home
Far From Home


The day has come when everyone is chained
World is crying and souls are in pain. The economy has shattered, countries are down;
Citizens are fighting against COVID in town. Poor eyes are raining, the soul is void ;
No meal to eat, millions are unemployed. Infants are unfed, innocent faces are dull ;
Birth givers were trying harder, but fate is null. Endless roads ruptured slippers;
feet is wounded. Groveling on sands, sleeping on roads;
Expectations hurt, authorities have shown. Home is far, long way to go;
No more strength to walk;
No more strength to talk. Some were broken, some nearly died;
Still brave enough to walk, still brave enough to fight;
As always we do, will conquer the evil might.