End offshore detention #251

Dear Prime Minister,

Time Goes

Time goes, time goes.
I was alone inside your stomach
Time goes, time goes.
I was born and I was called my child
Time goes, time goes.

I was a little girl and I played a lot
Time goes, time goes
I was a girl who could help with housework
Time goes, time goes

I was a girl who could make mature decisions, according to my culture
Time goes, time goes
I had triumphant blessings from my grandmother
Time goes, time goes

I was traveling alone and left my loved ones
Time goes, time goes
I was caring more about my safety and education
Time goes, time goes
I was alone and needed more help
Time goes, time goes
I was in the middle of the sea.
No one could help me, except God
Time goes, time goes.

I was out of the water.
I thought I would start a new life full of joy.

Woe to the world.
I am in detention now.
I don’t know about my future
or when I will be free.
— Hani Abdile, from her book "I Will Rise"

Close the camps and bring them here.