Poem - Different Lives

Different Lives.
Ro Ashiqe

In the morning light, we rise the same,
Rohingya walks paths with different names
Like Rohingya old and new—a song of peace.

Hands that build and hands that break,
In our hearts, we yearn for the same,
To live, to love, to know our name.

There are your life, my life, and the lives of refugees.
For we are different; Rohingya are much alike,
And if we pause and truly see,

In our differences, there’s unity.
We rise from the same sun.
My home is a memory, is washed by the sea,

I walk on the roads of dreams and light,
And the stars  don’t always appear.
We are much the same.

You long for peace, I long for land,
To build again with my own hands.
And in the silence of the night, I find,

Notes: “Different Lives” from a Rohingya, touching on displacement, and those who live in stable conditions.



About the Poet
Ro Ashiqe was born at bahasara, Maung Daw in the Myanmar and Arakan State. He was born on April 15, 1997. When he was seven years old, he was sent to school.