It began with hope, it began with a list of goals
Is this the way any journey unfolds?
Perhaps, there are times for the opposite
Unspoken until it crosses the threshold

I shall skip the happy days and why not?
The days were extraordinarily a common plot
And focus on the departure within chaos
Something one had never thought

We stayed indoors
when words spread about some of us went missing
And slept on the floors
as the blasts shook the beds and our minds hissing

We prepared to leave one day, we who had our families worried
Because any news they got, they only thought we'd be buried



The skies were denied to cooperate
So we took the road
12 checkpoints, and any bags we had
On each we unpacked and unload

Luck favoured? No, I'd say God helped with his powers
And we reached the camps after 17 hours
We were marked and stamped and off the nation
I still may remember the faces I saw
Only the ones Impatient

Routines were fixed like sunrise and sunset, like days and nights
But I counted my stay, home was not in sight

Containers of toilets in the open
Trucks of food twice a day
Inside the voices were choking
Wondering the price one had to pay

Everyday a queue would break, for food of course
everyday someone was fighting
More than 30 nations of faces
For sure, no one was dieting

I changed my clothes two days apart
I laugh now as it was the 9th day I did not bath
Though It was desert and cold and dry all along
We all kept thinking, what else could go wrong

12th night, I had it all memorized, there was a plane assigned to carry us, the listed alone
I was used to be sleeping on bare sand within a tent
But finally, it was time to come home

It was raining when I landed, a car waiting for me
And the faces glad to see me in warm blood
I only smiled I guess, I was numb and why not?
I swam beneath the flood

Life had many reasons to stop lying, and moments to pretend
Sometimes I only think,
I dont really remember, what actually happened