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Help Me
  I see children, women and men weeping like me
  Around us there are corpses of our friends,
  brothers, sisters and our loved ones
  It is more than sad, to feel alone, weak and miserable
  I look around every corner hoping that someone helps me
  I want to ask for help from my neighbors
  but there is a big wall that I can neither jump nor climb
  My neighbors were my only hope
  but instead of building a bridge
  they built a huge wall
  The cries and tears of the children around me make me feel pitiful
  because they are living in great suffering
  While they deserve joy, education and peace
  they also deserve a better life
  I try to shout out
  No one can hear my cry
  I try to lift my hand so that I am asked for help
  But they can’t see me because of this huge wall
  I am about to fall but there is nobody to stretch me their hand
  Those who are by me are more weakened
  and unfortunately our neighbors can’t help us
  because they are unable to see us

 
As a refugee to America these are the things that I notice.