Black Poetry : The passport a poem about an asylum seeker

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The passport

He had experienced war but never had the opportunity

to observe the beauty of the world

the passport released the shackles from his feet he was no free

to walk and explore the world

the passport was the wind which blew away the obstacles which obstructed

him

he cherised his passport like a priest would its bible

like a plant taking in light for photosynthesis for phyiscal growth seeing the

world gave him his spiritual growth

he travelled back home and stood in front of his mother

with the stature of Goliath and the heart of David.
 

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