"Who Are We Really?"A Poem by Sarah Ahmed
"Are we really who we are because of our own choices, or by the choices we are born into?". -Anonymous
I've permitted my vision to see by the voices Of those who have birthed the empowering choices Trust to their word, it's best I have heard Fear is my life when the truth has been blurred The teaching and preaching is reaching my mind Insightful and rightful are those of my kind The fateful and hateful are only of mine But I won't admit that a servant's divine Worship discomfort and knock every wonder You're dirt in the sky and won't find what is under Question your purpose and what it is your way Your soul is at service for those led astray Indeed all our laws are in need of a pause You'll realize why every love is the cause That peace can't be war, and war can't be peace We swear by the truth when our bodies decease You hold your head high and yet try to deny To why we are clueless of who we live by You're mute when you're loud, you're dead when you're proud You speak as a puppet who's lost in the crowd Before you stand tall on the highest pillar Distance yourself from your blood of a killer My mind is a child that's playing much silly But I can't help to ask, who are we really? © 2013 Sarah AhmedFeatured Review
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