8 Feb 2017


There is even tension between sunset
And when the moon rises
Birthed as


I am learning to
Adjust to tension
To calamity
As I must adjust to tears
Respect my tears
Give them as much powers as I give my fears

I must understand the sacredness of the watering
Of the seeds in my pores
That will later sprout in similes
And in boundless laughter

Disarray occurs in cycles
In between great and elevated
Just as you are smiling brightly to the sun
The moon with come near to ground you
Reckon you with your realities
Awaken your Suppressed emotions

Suppressed emotions:

It is
As if fighting through the constructs of my culture and religion
Each and every day
is not enough
walking with my hair fluttering in the wind
Yet kneeling 17 times a day
Come take a look at my knees
And ill show you dedication
Ill show what it means...
How real this is...
To be woman and Muslim at the same time
There are things I cannot explain
Sometimes there are holes in my tongue
before I can come up with something
To make this clear for you
But what I know that is certain
Is calamity

It will surface
Just as it surfaces
After a long night
And I still dedicate my knees to the God that serves me
Just one day
Try to be me
And you will truly learn what respect looks like
What dedication feels like


Just as dedicated calamity is to our lives

I need to adjust
Just as the sun 

at dusk


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