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
Can you truly be you
Unafraid
No make up
No filter
To alter your face
Can you find it
In your heart
To let them see
Who you truly are
For no other has been made
In exactly the same way
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She never asked for the change
Coins in my hands
Collecting
In a jar made of glass
Clear to see
I was expecting
To be the richest out of change
But I didn’t see the change that was coming
As the first bomb fell
They ran for shelter
I was running
To the jar of change
I’ve been collecting
Kitten
Stuck between the second and third floor
She screamed
Until we could take it no more
So we changed our plans
And luck would have it
The store we were to visit
Had been destroyed in seconds
By a bomber we didn’t see
And that’s how a stray kitten
Saved me
In 2007
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We were strangers
Until
We decided
Not to be
He left little pieces behind
God
A seed that grew from inside
And the tree
(You and me)
Forgot
The wider view
Enslaved
Without knowing
No shackles
But we’re not going
Here we stay
Our tomorrows
Much like today
She cries about the things
She’s yet to obtain
But she forgets the things
Her life contains
Possessions left untouched
.
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Days spent
No words given
My mouth forgets how to speak
Nothing done to be forgiven
Days frozen
I dare not do
