This is me


Manahil Wajid, Reporter

This is me,

Breathing in this world

Where there’s war

Where there’s poverty

Where there’s disease

Where there’s terrorism

Where there’s injustice

Where children

Instead of gazing into the beauty of the world,

They become victims of the repugnant atrocities like abuse and brutality

Where I want to speak up

Where I want to fight

Against the oppressor

Against war and hate


My eyes become blind

My ears become deaf

My hands are paralyzed.

I try to run, to fight

But my legs can only lift the weight of my dead existence.

I can’t run, I can’t fight.

So, I also become quiet

Like how this world works.