We, the stateless, carry one of the deepest yet most invisible wounds in the world.
This reality is not just a legal deficiency; it is a chronic condition that spreads into every part of life, slowly consuming a person’s spirit, identity, and future. It is a problem that passes from one generation to the next, shaping even the destiny of our children.
In society, we often feel like incomplete beings—excluded, unwanted, or less than others.
When we walk into a government office or any institution, countless questions rise within us before we even step through the door:
“What barrier will I face this time? Which procedure will be denied? Which right of mine will be ignored again?”
And unfortunately, the answer is almost always the same:
Belittling looks, humiliating treatment, files pushed to the back of shelves with a dismissive “we’ll look at it later”…
And many times, we have witnessed those files ending up in the trash.
We have seen our local cards thrown away right in front of us while we waited.
It is the most painful and naked form of erasing a person, a family, an identity.
That is why we no longer want to remain silent.
For our own future and for the thousands of invisible stateless people like us, we want to raise our voices.
We want to expose this wound to the world, to identify statelessness, to make it visible, and to bring it to the attention of institutions.
Because this is not just an individual tragedy; it is a collective wound to human dignity.
We cry out because we want to heal this wound at its root.
We speak up to be heard by all institutions, international organizations, and everyone with a conscience…
We exist.
We are real human beings.
And we deserve an equal right to life.
Diyedin goyi
