First are people truly unfortunate
Who are denied the right to return home
Their native land stolen by fickle fate
In an unwelcome world they live and roam
Second are persons desperate to leave
Cannot flee and are constrained to remain
They continue to exist while they grieve
For an elusive dream they won’t attain
Third are those who emigrated abroad
They choose to reside in a foreign land
As many their good fortune may applaud
At times they feel the loss of motherland
But fourth, like me, are the fortunate few
Living in the land of our ancestors
In our purview, where we renew and hew
Our future based on near and dear matters
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