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(Ya Habibi!)

Oh, my Beloved!
The stench of your sins
Wafts into your nose
Fraying the senses
And yet you plead ignorance.


My Beloved
As your goblet fills
with the tears of those
Who you’ve wronged.
The tears
of the beaten
of the weary
of the damned
I hope you raise your glass
And taste the atrocious wine.
And pray that it awakens
Your Humanity.

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Life isn't worth living without some sort of passion, and I am impassioned through the topics I write about: including journeys of reclaiming the self, to protesting the injustices of discrimination.