When you get there

[Jalili]

When you get there

When you get there you’ll understand our feelings
Our passion to fight our reason for treason

When you live our way at the bottom fighting the top
Pushing through the crowded oppressed ignoring the blessed

When you have less and have that taken
Sleeping in the concrete jungles picking fruit from barbwire trees

Only to see your efforts to feed your family, go no where
When you cry how we cry die how we die when you try how we try

To get the same outside blame for locked away opportunity
You’ll understand the sufferings fame

Get the grovaler’s game
Feel the dignified’s shame

When you go from everything to an unknown nation of nothing
Given the same nothing

Have your children’s great grandchildren taught they have something
And to have faith in an after life when you’re made for this life

When you get there you’ll fully understand our feelings
Our unending passion to fight the undeniable reason for this treason

Only after you get there…

Jalili B. Jimiyu

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