“I want to go home,
 but home is the mouth of a shark
 home is the barrel of the gun
 and no one would leave home
 unless home chased you to the shore,
 unless home told you to quicken your legs
 leave your clothes behind,
crawl through the desert
wade through the oceans,
drown
 save
 be hungry
 beg
 forget pride
your survival is more important."

 Warsan Shire, a Somali-British writer and poet in her 20s.