I was born there,
crawled on that sand
even uttered my first word
mom, with innocent smile
forever, I take guarantee, and it would be
part of my life.
I was wrong, and never get the chance
to walk on that same very sand
I thought peace was like a
breeze of air that comes from the sky
at that same very sand, and would be
part of my life.
Unfortunately, I saw myself suffering
on different soul/ sand, this time it is
part of my life.
Seeing a doctor month after month
was part of my calender, getting
treated from the same disease was
part of my life.
Malaria, was the only enemy I had to fight
long term,
I would be told to avoid mangoes
that too was
part of my life.
Moving places was something,
I do regularly
that too was
part of my life.
Speaking different languages
was part of the swapping places
so I would survive it's barrier
that was part of my life.
Ahmed Abdi
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