I am the living canvas in transition
A soft striking brush in translation
The teardrops of all carved colours
And the droplets from a lake
into a big ocean.
I am a peaceful night
I am not just a shadow
but a graceful down,
a galaxy of wistful stars!
I am an attempt of a perfect artist
on a sailing boat, under a vast sky
I am the human directions
A translation of memories!
I am a human-loving soldier;
I carry the white flags of peace
only upon my right shoulder
I am the harvest of all seasons
The top tropical fruits of all nations!
I am the loving ears
The singing songs of love
I pray for you with every breath
that I beg.
Do not only focus on my labels
because I am more than these,
I am the face of humans,
all the identities you seek!
I am not just an object
to be played with or thrown away
I am relevant to all occasions
I am the articulation of future
paving the paths for generations to come
I am here sharing the space fully,
I am in – because I belong everywhere.
I need no ill, uneducated representative
to speak for me – I am my own voice.
Because, no one lived my life
No one walked the miles,
Crossed the oceans,
I sailed alone.
Shared the bullet holes’ pain,
Neither anyone wishes to do so.
I won’t allow my past
and present to eat me alive
Neither shall I allow you
to paint me with your rough brushes
Do not think of me only as a victim (Refugee)
I am a warrior, a strong Hazara child
I am the dreamer, a vision
I am the sown, reaping seeds
which have come to harvesting!
@Abdul Samad Haidari