Be seen

How long before one becomes part of a scene? How long does it takes to be of value and be seen? How do you crack that code? When are you not the other? And are seen on board? The migrant, the other It’s bit of a bother You try so hard You give in so much while seeking that place You lose your language, culture and identity All that is left is a bit of your dignity Then comes the day you want to hold onto your values You don’t want to belong anymore Just about then they start to see you ashore Now you belong and become part of the song It is too late Now I know the price I paid I wish I had known The heavy price cuts like blade I bleed my culture is drained I lay wounded my values are strained nobody to blame but my own blood running in the streets trying to fit in O, it hurts to see the roots cut The wound is do deep I may never recover Thry lean over, they look They can't recognise Who am I and my blood, who? Too much is lost Too much is gone It will be generations before They recall the motherland song The reason why we weren’t fan of the coffee and loved to drink chai The simplistic life without show off and branded hi fi Would they ever come home and cherish the homemade curry pie ?

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