Friday, October 8, 2010

{Group poem 13 part 4} "Identity"

I cry. Identity.

Where does identity lead me to?

The vagaries of my misspent youth?

Identity. You and me.

In search for my true self – I am in need!

Wish I followed the inheritance of the seed.

I see. Identity.

We are not identical, what is that shapes us?

One look in the mirror – I don’t know who to trust!

Identity. Set me free.

Identifiable is your beautiful smile.

More unique than any finger prints held in file.

I try. Identity.

Let me seek for my identity in unity.

So rare – you are home when you can say – finally

Identity. You and me.

If you know who you are, living this life

Filled with – uncertainty – makes it hard to survive.

I feel. Identity.

I wonder how my granddad started his day?

What would he say, how was his way?

Identity. Embrace me.

How did the surrounding shape me differently?

How did time switch from time to instantly?

Erased thee? Identity.

I might speak my mother tongue, but my head translates

Three other languages, for the different tastes.

Identity. Hold me.

Sorry, I’m a stranger here myself.

Direct me home, before the clock strikes twelve.


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in collaboration with Nasra Farah

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