14.3.2009 | 11:21
Subject: A plea to all parliamentarians to give refugees a chance.
A letter from Elyas Sultani
Refugee in Iceland since beginning May
Subject: A plea to all parliamentarians to give refugees a chance.
A bird without a nest is a lost bird. Searching for the best place, where he will not encounter any evil, any sicknesses, but full joy of life, full of love. The bird flies over the mountains, over the desserts, and the oceans, and here he arrives.
But instead of finding his nest, his tongue is bound, his freedom restricted, his voice silenced. The black raven with fearless eyes surrounds him, preventing us from singing, talking, moving. The black raven attacks him with his bullet tongue.
Full of fire within, it hurts to know that you do not care, you will never be able to imagine the pain. An ocean of cold water will not be enough, a whole mountain of ice will not do. You will never be able to imagine what it means to be a refugee. No home, no hope, no mercy.
When prevented from finding his nest, the bird learns that he as well has to cover his body in black and become the same as the raven. No matter what, you need to be like them. You have to give up your soul, your mind, your heart and enter the jungle.
I wish I would be allowed to place myself in the nest I have found. I flew a long way, I have waited a long time. Can you help me finding my nest?
Sincerely,
_________________________________________
Elyas Sultani
Refugee in Iceland since beginning May
Subject: A plea to all parliamentarians to give refugees a chance.
A bird without a nest is a lost bird. Searching for the best place, where he will not encounter any evil, any sicknesses, but full joy of life, full of love. The bird flies over the mountains, over the desserts, and the oceans, and here he arrives.
But instead of finding his nest, his tongue is bound, his freedom restricted, his voice silenced. The black raven with fearless eyes surrounds him, preventing us from singing, talking, moving. The black raven attacks him with his bullet tongue.
Full of fire within, it hurts to know that you do not care, you will never be able to imagine the pain. An ocean of cold water will not be enough, a whole mountain of ice will not do. You will never be able to imagine what it means to be a refugee. No home, no hope, no mercy.
When prevented from finding his nest, the bird learns that he as well has to cover his body in black and become the same as the raven. No matter what, you need to be like them. You have to give up your soul, your mind, your heart and enter the jungle.
I wish I would be allowed to place myself in the nest I have found. I flew a long way, I have waited a long time. Can you help me finding my nest?
Sincerely,
_________________________________________
Elyas Sultani
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