Refugee

I leave behind the rubble of my home, the broken dust was once four sturdy walls. Ahead may lie my freedom or my death, behind me is a land where darkness falls. Behind me are the dying and the dead, starvation and the hopelessness of thirst. Ahead two thousand miles of dangers lurk, still I will never ask why we were cursed. I must be strong though we have nothing now, but just the love within a family. And that will see us through the foreign lands, to safety and our final destiny. I take with me my wife and daughter too, my infant son, and hope to light the way. Together we'll endure this brutal path, we have been blessed with yet another day.