• Why I Leave Home
    By Yohana Tekeste

    I was born in a desert

    In which I grew up with false hope

    Eyes red, heart always aching

    Free classes opportunities zero

    I tried to look to those who were before

    No change I could see

    Mind so big, thinking so small

    Too much air, couldn’t breathe any more

    Tired of missions without aim

    The struggle took my father’s leg and my future, too

    My illness can kill if I don’t leave!

    Can this be crime to save my prime?

    Seeking for a place which I cannot even name

    Asking for asylum, it was not for food

    More a hunger for freedom leading to peace

    Was it my fault for leaving home?

    –----

    ቤተይ ገዲፈ

    ብ ዮሃና ተከስተ

    ተወሊደ ኣብ ምድረ በዳ

    ዓብየ ብናይ ሓሶት ተስፋ

    ወግሐ ጸብሐ ዓይነይ እናቀይሐ

    ብዘይእብረ ልበይ እናተሰብረ

    ሕልምታተይ ደረት ኣልቦ

    ዕድላተይ እናተራብሐ ብባዶ

    እንተራእኽዎም ቅድመይ ዝነበሩ

    ራኢኦም ጸልሚቱ መለሳ ዘይብሉ

    ኣእምርኦም ሰፊሕ ቅንጥብጣብ ዝሓስቡ

    ኣየር ብብዝሑ ትንፋሶም ተዓፊኑ

    ምንባር ሓርቢትዎም ተስፋ ዝሰኣኑ

    ተልእኾ ኣድኪሙኒ ዕላማ ዘይብሉ

    ቃልሲ ደኣ ናይ ኣቦይ እንድኣሉ

    እግሩ ዝወሰደ መጻእየይ መንጢሉ

    ጓሂ’ዶ ደኣ ክቀትለኒ እንታይ ኣለኒ ዕዳ

    ንሕልመይ ምብካየይ ገበን ኮይኑ ግዳ

    ስሙ’ኳ ዘይፈለጦ እንትርፎ ክርእዮ

    ስደት ዓዲ ጓና መኣስ ተመንየዮ

    ዝብላዕ ስኢነ’ዶ ዑቅባ ሓቲተዮም

    ሕልናይ’ዩ ጠምዩ ናጽነት ምስ ሰላም

    ዓደይ ብምግዳፈይ ኮይነ ድየ ጠላም፧

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