Guest Post by Leah
Featured Image: “Over the Fence”, a painting made from instant coffee by Alwy Fadhel, from The Refugee Art Project
My body was my homeland, some uncharted country
My wild soul a nomad longing to be free
I stumble through the wreckage, theres nothing left to save
but the one who caused this damage told me to be brave
My skin bares my battle wounds; a tattered livery
I will escape this dreadful feud with my conspiracy
Malevolent forces collide with my amour from outside
While my hope begins to hide under broken bits of pride
I have no empathy for those who have fought against me
I shall become a refugee of my own territory
I think I’m on the edge now; so close I could fall
I’ll leave behind a body; an empty vessel of war
In the comments below, can you suggest what you think are themes of this poem?
What is it about and what is your opinion on its content?
Perhaps comment on the literary devices used?