A narrative

A child of the sun, searching for a home

Dreaming of wings and freedom yet to be owned

Hoping for peace and justice in a world

Where the powerful is a live and the weak is daunted

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A rebel with weapons of words

A dreamer with limits of light

A fighter with the power of truth

A lover with the innocence of a child

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Fragile? sometimes, yet like a wolf from the outside.

Present, yet haunted by the past.

Smiles when her heart is torn a part

A lone, yet not lonely

And for her, life might be a journey

A journey which we have no power to start,

Yet it is in our hands when to stop.

 

Salma Taleb
سلمى طالب