Unknown Humanitarian Destination Poem by Rose Kanana
Unknown Humanitarian Destination
I boarded the flight
Uncertain of my destination
Uncertain of my safety
The zeal for what lay ahead proved important than me
Saving a life was not an option for me
Was i selfish to my family?
Was i selfish to myself?
Was i selfish to my love?
I had a greater mission ahead.
Saving a life was not an option for me
They spoke not my language, I spoke not their language
We spoke the language of humanity-this, we understood best
They profiled me, i profiled them
We profiled each other, the cement of trust was cast
Saving a life was not an option for me
I asked for a peek into their plight
They opened their wounded hearts
They opened their close to empty houses
They exposed their vulnerability-without an iota of shame
Saving a life was not an option for me
Empathetic i was
Confidentiality i promised
We both ached -I found a home far from home
I called it a program, i called it a project
Saving a life was not an option for me
This is truly an amazing poem! . I like the fact you discribed it sincerely and that's what makes it so unique. We spoke the language of humanity this line it's self is powerful so is the whole poem. Life's refelection teaches allot in many ways but you made it more beautiful trough this poem. Thanks for sharing your poems with us as it also refelects many of us. Keep writing✍👍
They spoke not my language! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Wow nice poem! Thank you for sharing. I just loved your work!
Brilliant share, thank you, wish I could know why saving a life was not an option, could it possibly be it one of the rules? The echo of that line is very strong, to my soul feels like a cover for the whole poem...
Wonderful poem, sometimes we don't know the destination but we know we must start the journey.
Lovely and creative..you just summarized a project in a poem? great.
I love the appreication of the common language that you speak- humanity.10 points from me
I can identify with this feeling soooo much Rose. I like your guts you lead others follow-you should thank God for this gift this poem resonates your work as a humble humanitarian worker.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Wow, it sounds so real to some of us. Good work
I am sure you identify with the feeling..thanks