He is small in size,
But his heart is wise.
I can see him in the street,
Walking with his feet.
To a destination unknown,
And a life unshown,
To all but me.

I can see in his mind,
And watch his story unwind,
One of struggle and pain,
But he recovers again.
A shy smile on his face,
And a slow walking pace.

I can feel his determination,
To move away from this cruel nation,
"One day" He reminds himself,
One day.