Middle East is a place; it’s home.

Listen to my sun soaked skin tell you I am Middle Eastern

Hear the waves of bodies washed up ashore in Somalia,

Listen to the refugees screaming 

“i want to go back”

and tell me we are not welcome here, I will tell you

“Until your country stops destroying mine. I will remain”

(Inspired by Emily Yafai)

 

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