RIP Our Hero. Died for Change.

Because we were not in our country, we could not use our own languages, and so when we spoke our voices came out bruised.

We are careful not to touch the NGO people, though, because we can see that even though they are giving us things, they do not want to touch us or for us to touch them.

Leaving everything that makes them who and what they are, leaving because it is no longer possible to stay. They will never be the same again because you just cannot be the same once you leave behind who and what you are, you just cannot be the same.

You know what I'm going to have on my gravestone? "She did it the hard way."

The last to fall were the buildings, distant and solemn, the gravestones for an entire world.