Lost and Found

By Amon

When i came to the UK i came alone,

i left my home i used to know

my family, my friends, my memories and everything i knew.

i was sad and afraid, where i will go and what i will do?

how will i live alone?

i was attached to all those i left behind

my roots were attached to the soil, my farm and the river,

the sunrise and the sunset i used to watch every day

Completely alone in a new country everything was looking different,

the most pain was “when i will be able to go back to see them again?”

days and weeks had passed very fast,

i wasn't expecting or imagining that all these years would pass that fast.

i looked back trying to understand

how i ended up here, what for, what is the point of fleeing from home?

Still i walked alone to end up like that

undocumented and refused,

homeless and broken

no job no home no friends or even shower

i envy the dogs and the cats

i looked one day up to the sky i saw birds fly

take me with you, I said

i raised my arms and tried to fly

my body won’t allow me

what type of a stuck situation I’m in

i realised it’s all because of me

the way i’ve been created as a human

its UN-choose-able

i wasn't given the right to choose

i envy the birds that they are able to fly

some of my kind also can fly,

yet they need a visa and lots of savings to buy a ticket

of course after they pass the security check at the airport

I stopped looking back, i looked around me

here are people too but everyone seems too busy, too protective and above all too suspicious

i thought, yet I’m a foreigner,

they have a good reason to not trust a stranger

i spoke; they said we valued freedom of expression,

everything I have said has been taken as the opposite of what i meant

someone needed help, i walked over and asked if i could give a hand

they ran away saying good try, good play but no thank you

i thought what is wrong? probably it’s me

I continued to walk alone

god helped

i was lucky though, out of nowhere i met many good friends

they accepted me as i am

we shared food and nice chat, lots of nice activities and art workshops

i was lucky not to be alone any more

Covid surged and everyone disappeared,

fear and frustration, social distancing, stay at home

my home is where my friends are,

i had to move away for their safety as well as mine

yet still living with hope

that one day we will meet again

we will laugh and talk, sharing memories and thoughts

we will go cycling around London

enjoying its beauties and its air of freedom

yes i hope we will be together again 

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Artist Bio

“I am Amon, I live in London. I want to share my experience with the readers. I want them to see what I see, to feel what I feel and to share awareness of something that I think matters. I want them to remember to not be easy to forget and to always remember. Moreover as an Egyptian, I like to write funny humour to draw a smile over someone I have not met (and probably will never meet). But I like to know that they are smiling.”