Poem: I am a refugee, by Ifrah Mansour


I am a refugee, by Ifrah Mansour
I am a refugee,
a global citizen,
aching for 2 continents,
2 countries, 2 histories, 2 nations,
yet abandoned by all.
I am a refugee
and I shelter humanity.
I walked, and ran, and screamed,
miles on end,
to find peace,
before I could pronounce my own name.
I come with too many invisible treasures,
often misunderstood,
feared by all,
banned by politics,
never belonging,
and always longing.
I am a refugee
and I anchor humanity.
A childhood, full of humanity’s lowest moments,
I carry, tiny soulless traumas.
Time will only harden my flesh,
And my survival is a testimony
to humanity’s depth and compassion.
My traumas will teach the greatest lessons on humanity.
I am a refugee
and I uplift humanity.
I am a refugee.
I’m globally homeless,
yet my language is an international bridge,
my culture is a blanket from the elements of bigotry,
my religion is a pillow for my compassion,
my history is a lullaby for tales not to be repeated,
and my humanity is in the hands of a child
sitting in a refugee camp
still waiting for a chance to find a safe home.
I am a refugee
and I challenge humanity.
I am a refugee,
a wandering, colorful, restless, foreign, alien soul
that you were taught to fear,
banned and bullied,
yet I bring you a slice of the world, of my own home,
right here in your backyard.
I bring you food so intricately spiced and revolutionized your palette.
I bring you my vibrant colors,
handwoven with ancient delicate wisdom,
that has diversified your closed minded color wheels.
I bring you my child, my precious only child,
to share a history, a future with you.
You and I are too stuck together to be this far apart.
I am a refugee
and I glue humanity.
I am a refugee,
a stubborn survivor.
You see cruelty tried to break me,
wars tried to erase me,
bigotry tried to silence me,
and politics tried to ban me,
but still like time, I stand,
still like dust I rise,
and still like hope I move,
and still like love I flourish.
I am a refugee
and I heal humanity.
I am a refugee,
a wandering, colorful, restless, foreign, alien soul.
Won’t you just let me find my humanity,
right here next to you?
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