Pay Htoo Paw

My Voice

About the Poem

Karen People
Displaced from Myanmar
6th grade, Urban Vision, Akron
Design by Michael Satira

My voice is a lamp that shines
and takes my sadness away

My voice is an umbrella
to protect me from getting wet

My voice builds up my goal
until I reach the finish line

My voice is a ladder,
so when God takes my hand
I will reach out
and climb to him

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