The following poem was submitted by Sarah Usmani.

My name is Sarah, And I was born in Pakistan, But since unemployment rates were sky high, My family and I flew away when I was nine.

Now 19, the country that I proudly call mine is 63 years old with a crucial leak in its main plumb line, But since corrupt politicians make the basis of my country’s spine, And on the world map, being anywhere but the west is just not fine, Most multinationals have decided to decline, The help that they are surely capable to provide.

But from my duty I refuse More >