What is a refugee?

You, who, suffered and fell from the high mountains into the dirty mud, into which anybody could step.

You’re a strong person, I would say, for you did not die when you were fully humiliated and profoundly hurt in the spirit that kept you alive.

You’re a success, I would say, for the darkness did not embrace your vision. The light was there! Its intensity stayed still, deep within, and busted out this enormous love for a better life.