Who Are You?

-What are you?

I am a human

-But where were you born?

Here on Earth

As if it was OK to question my humanity

Just because

My color is not dark enough nor light

My color is a puzzling one

Golden like the sun

Mined from a womb of the first civilization on Earth

Sumerian

Between Tigris and the Euphrates

I thirst

I gather myself to reply

To the question of why

I am here

As if they had a better reason to be on this Earth

I am here to survive

To touch more than one life

To tell a story of those before

Of how life continues through the war

I am here because I refused not be

I decided it was my right to be free

I am here because I chose to stay alive

And to show

Those like you

Who never knew

A human with a different color

Or accent

That it is OK to be different

Letter to Baghdad| Short Poem

She swallowed the smoke and the bombs away

She exploded turning to shards that day

Baghdad I’m sorry for the burden you had to carry

Souls exploding and imploding that you bury

They don’t know the beauty that you used to be

The singing and dancing in your streets

The way the ground felt so safe and secure

Baghdad I don’t know you anymore

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The Untold

Her name was difficult

From a land he’s never seen

And her face was delicate

Unlike anything on T.V. screens

But her story was not a movie

It’s one that have never been told

And she keeps quiet

Hoping the story will get old

And no other will be created

With such cruelty and pain

Still he wonders how to pronounce her name