An ode to my friends..

Ain’t couldn’t fathom..
Not the incessant urge to study..
But blind belief to learn abroad..
Some say for passion..
Some for fashion..
Some for position..
And forget the premonition..
They fly west..
Yearning blissfulness..
Where People…
Cry joblessness..
And meet abjectness..
They treat you second citizen..
Abuse and oppress you...
See u like a parasite..
Stealing their job…
Drowning their economy..
New Australia in making everywhere..
The storm is coming…
You may not dodge the inevitable..
But you still prefer a foreign land…
Even if u r penniless…
I pity those..
Who denounce our land..
For the luxuries of the west..