I am from the country I fled
Terrified of my governments punishment
I wish I could have stayed
I am from the smuggler that helped me flee
Not caring where I went, just needing to leave
Only to be detained on arrival
I am from the country that detained me
A supposed asylum from my troubles
I am from the medical treatment I needed
But was not provided with
I am from the isolated walls of the detention centre
That sealed us away from the world outside
I am from Italy
The country I was transferred to
Even when I couldn’t walk
That gave me real asylum
I am from the medical treatment I needed
That I was finally provided with
I am from the system that helped me
Even if it is not perfect
I am from the language I needed to learn
Even though many classes would not let me in
I am from my experience as a whole
Even though it was a painful one
I am from being a refugee
Even though a terrible experience
It made me stronger too
By Jeffrey
Monday, January 19, 2009
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