The clouds claim the sky
The waves have the sea
The unborn child
Has the womb of his mother
While I had no one
To call my own.

I am a human being
That has inalienable rights
Yet I am like a river
That wanders
Among the seductive curves
Of the rocks
Like the wind
That twists and turns
Like the weed
Pulled off from the soil bed
No one wants to care.

I am at the mercy
Of your mighty hands
Begging that even just a moment
Someone gives solace
And shares a place
With this rootless human being.