Sunday, January 25, 2009

I am from hitchhiking across the border
I was taken to hospital #36 after injured
A piece of shrapnel stuck out of my leg like a unicorns horn
I am from two dozen or so casualties in the market attack
And the smell of blood in the air
I am from relatives dieing during the transfer to hospitals
I am from no more drugs to help the wounded
Only what people could spare from their medicine cabinets
I sent his family to Ingushetia to stay with a cousin
Because there was nothing left but chaos and bodies
Because they would they would die
I have transferred 3 families in the back of my truck
I am form heavy artillery and solders in the sounding hills
I have to pay over 1000 dollars for my family and me to cross the border
My name is Akaev I am from Georgia and I am 47 years old and I am a refugee

By lee

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