(dedicated to the therapists of the Treatment and Rehabilitation Center for Victims of Torture)
Meandering hills
Dusty Roads
Stories of Despair
Stories of Pain
Despair and pain are but
Filters
Layers of
Dirt
That I must wade through
With hope as the key
Hope is the key
It unearths
Stories of Survival
Stories of Skills
Stories of the sacrifice
of Parents and Martyrs
Hope is My Key
It guides my questions
Winning small victories
In the Journey
Of my People
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