«Boat» by Rupi Kaur

Boat by Rupi Kaur

your legs buckle like a tired horse running for safety
drag them by the hips and move faster
you do not have the privillege to rest
in a country that wants to spit you out
you have to keep
going and going
and going
till you reach the water
hand over everything in your name
for a ticket onto the boat
next to a hundred others like you
packed like sardines
you tell the woman beside you
this boat is not strong enough to carry
this much sorrow to a shore
what does it matter she says
if drowning is easier than staying
how many people has this water drunk up
is it all one long cemetery
bodies burried without a country
perhaps the sea is your country
perhaps the boat sinks
because it is the only place that will take you

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