My country has left me to search for another. This is a country that has been in my family tree for generations but now has me running for safety. I would have fought and died for this land yet now that very land has turned to hell and I need to seek some heaven. I go with barely the clothes on my back and what of my life I can fit in a briefcase or two. What was expected to be has turned upside down and I don’t know where I’ll end up or even know if they’ll understand what I’m saying? With nothing but what is on me, I start again from scratch alone and afraid.