Where I'm from?

Well I was frustrated by the idea that we claim to be universal and yet our actions show more division, more hate and crimes. But in particular physical geographical divisions. The British said no  UNITY with Europe. Does this seems familiar with you? I'm sure it does. It was hot coverage on the media world few months ago. You may say who trust media anymore? well, at least trust B.B.C! British Broadcasting Corporation. In 2011, S. South become a country. I mean they were a country the only thing they got is just a border. what are they going to do with it, they will hire soldiers to keep the border. Now they have a border. In 2008, Kosovo itself from Serbia. And then Montenegro in 2006. 

East Timor achieved independence from Indonesia. Now at least they have a national holiday to celebrate. Palau is another country, I mean become another country in 1994. Palau is an island claimed to be different in culture and language from Micronesia. It's good to be different but not be divided.1993 Eritrea from Ethiopia and at the same year Czech Republic and Slovakia become two independent countries.

The motive behind all of this is seeking pride and identity. Isn't it enough to be from the earth? Isn't it beneficiary to know as many languages as possible? Isn't it better to have a wide distant border than claiming to have a tiny country? The problem is that the transition is always life costly and bloody tragedy ending. I'm from the earth, my house wall is the only border to the wide world that I know. Out-side my house I will not allow border to limit me. Where I'm from? is the next poem. 

Where I’m from?

“Where are you from?” a million times I was asked.

You are not from here are you? I have heard.

No longer lived where I belong

Where are you from ring in my mind every morning

Life started somewhere now I’m here

I don’t know my future, I replied

Lived there not forever I can’t stay

There begun the long journey

Firm foundation through the valley

Darkness, fear, and hunger was accompany

Walked me through to a now destination

Endless transportation mountains and trees, uphill

Oceans and rivers downhill wild animals’ regime in the jangle

Past has gone never will come bruise left to remember

Moved, gone-far reached nowhere.

Present is just past it is surviving anyway

Future waiting very near

But I’m tired nothing to admire

Everyone is stranger

Because I’m a traveler a passenger to nowhere

To answer your question where I’m from

Give me some time to study carefully

I will ask grandfather's about history

If they lived to long before the boundaries

Exist nothing but to divide the world into countries

I’m from the world, Europe and Africa

Asia, Australia, and America

The cold places Antarctica

But if you really want to know where I’m from

I’m from geography, science and biology

Knowledge is transformation I’m 21^st century

English, Dutch, and Germany

Love is where I belong, I’m from my family.

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