Identity!

Identity

 

The silent hill now speaks in unison,

 

she's  the mother with  children gathered , seeking a roof,

 

for, strange  it is to be an outsider in one’s own home ;

 

to be questioned of identity,

 

and, to have to explain  ethnicity, in one's own country.

 

The air now is anguish and anxiety,

 

complacency  was tested to the brim,

 

the hill  endured  all disgrace with grace,

 

now, in  dignity, she demands  

 

 deprived right and identity!

 

                                                   Written on 14/8/2013.