Walking Desert

I never thought it a desert

Nor did I ever judge the sands

I thought it a home

That I could hold in the palm of my hands

Sticking to my curly hair

And the shoes I wear

I became a walking desert

Completely unaware

Of the sands of my people

Clinging to my form

I wore as proudly as a soldier

Wearing his uniform

 

 

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The Spell

I used to trust the shield

I’d create around me

As she told me

سلام و قول من رب رحيم

I told myself those words

Over and over

As I passed a terrorist stop

As I passed the bombed car

As I closed my eyes to sleep

But now I’m safe

Away from it all

And I say those words again

Salamun wa qaulun min rabin raheem

“Peace from a merciful God”

And I hope to rest

Forgetting what I can not forget