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Life of a Refugee (feat. Saabik Poetry) (Vocals Only)

by Mo Khan

Album: Nasheeds

Duration: 4:51

Maqam: SabaGenre: nasheed, spoken word, vocal-onlyYear: 2020Type: nasheedComposer: Mo Khan

Story & Cultural Context

A collaborative piece blending nasheed vocals with spoken word poetry to highlight the global refugee crisis and the human struggle for safety and dignity. The track was released as part of a humanitarian awareness effort to give a voice to the displaced.

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Life of a Refugee (feat. Saabik Poetry) (Vocals Only)

Life of a Refugee (feat. Saabik Poetry) (Vocals Only)

Nasheeds 4:51 2020
AI-Enriched85%
MaqamSaba
Instruments
vocal-only

Credits

ComposerMo Khan
LyricistSaabik Poetry
ArrangementMo Khan
ProducerMo Khan
LabelIndependent

Story & Cultural Context

A collaborative piece blending nasheed vocals with spoken word poetry to highlight the global refugee crisis and the human struggle for safety and dignity. The track was released as part of a…

Titles in Other Languages

EnglishLife of a Refugee

Lyrics

I understand you've asked for legal representation during this interview. Unfortunately, nobody is available at present. During the next stage of the process, you will be granted legal aid and a solicitor. Do you understand what I am saying? Mr. Khan! Yes. Do you understand what I am saying? Yes. Okay, let's proceed. Where have you come from? We took a road that we didn't choose, leaving behind a life and a youth. We grew up fast with nothing to lose. We made the best from what we could do. Made out to be some kind of disease, how we're portrayed on your TV screen. Think you could walk a mile in my feet, living the life of a refugee. Imagine if your life and your home came under attack. Imagine everything you'd known was gone in a flash. Can you imagine the impact this trauma would have? Crying every day because you just want to go back. Now imagine if half of everyone that you know died and the other half were displaced with no place to resign. Dreaming about yesterday, the best days of your life, but waking up to a nightmare as today you're deprived. Many had no choice but to run tired and alone, hearing all the noise from the gunfire, bombs and drones. From this point forward, there's no more home, no more family time. Eating together at the table just for gambling life, by those in power who enable sacrificing civilians for illegal agendas. They're displacing a million from their egregious vendettas. Only by uniting as people can we stop an evil so horrendous. We took a road that we didn't choose, leaving behind a life and a youth. We grew up fast with nothing to lose. We made the best from what we could do. Made out to be some kind of disease, how we're portrayed on your TV screen. Think you could walk a mile in my feet, living the life of a refugee. 1989, I was born into this world. Who knew that I'd grow to paint pictures with my worst child of Somalia? All you didn't know, that home and the city that we live would become a war zone. 1991, I'm only two years old. Our home was no more and the streets were too cold. Who knows where we'd go, but God knows we were fighters. Buried some of our people before walking for miles on a path to freedom with only hope and a child. Pain was getting deeper, feet were getting tired, but you never stop believing. Praying that every mile would bring us closer to peace and a new home for a child. We took a road that we didn't choose, leaving behind a life and a youth. We grew up fast with nothing to lose. We made the best from what we could do. Made out to be some kind of disease, how we're portrayed on your TV screen. Think you could walk a mile in my feet, living the life of a refugee. We had homes and family, beautiful communities. Now just hope and shattered dreams. Yesterday we lived in peace, but today we're on the street. Where is our humanity? We took a road that we didn't choose, leaving behind a life and a youth. We grew up fast with nothing to lose. We made the best from what we could do. Made out to be some kind of disease, how we're portrayed on your TV screen. Think you could walk a mile in my feet, living the life of a refugee.