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They say I’m not from here
They say it’s not my own,
Telling me it’s a lost cause,
Telling me to just go home.
They call me an outsider,
A stranger to their plight,
And just another person
Whose candle won’t be the light.
They say I don’t belong
With my Western thoughts and views,
In a place where rapes and honour killings
Make the front page news.
You say I want to change the world
“With a Starbucks cup in hand”.
What you don’t see is the desire
And hunger to take a stand
For what is wrong, immoral
And unpatriotic at worst;
The yearning to alleviate pain
And quench a poor child’s thirst.
You never stopped to ask
Who I am and why I’m here.
A stranger, a shadow, or maybe a voice
Or just someone who cares
To make this world a better place
One small step at a time.
This is the dream of a billion;
I assure you, it’s not just mine.
You say I’m not from here
You say it’s not my own.
Yet, this is the place I care to fix,
And make it what I call my home.