If the sky ends

I lose track of the beach shoreline

feel the wetness of the mud

notice the redness of the sun

blending with the gray sky

take deep inhales, wilder exhales

reflect on my days

madness surrounding me

calmness drowning me

I clear my foggy mind

inhale, exhale

wonder if the sky ends or the drone sleeps

hear my parents’ screams:

Come back to the sand

otherwise, a bullet may land

in your land

turning your dream into ash

your cause into cash

 


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Mentor: Zeina Azzam

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