To the World

To the world whose leaders live to seal the deal as they watch millions of bodies in Africa tortured by hunger waiting for just one meal.

To the world that distracted us with social networking debate and try to put the blame to the increase of developing countries’ birth rate.

To the world that expects us to stay silent over a stolen country, ‘unable’ to declare as they advocate human justice and the right to live while they strike weapons taking away lives and want us to only sit and stare.

To the world who shouts out freedom and change for a better tomorrow is the same world that wants its people to move no further than from yesterday’s sorrow.

To the world that initiates conspiracy to every theory and makes fun of those who cry out, ‘er7am dameery.'

To the world that forces media to avoid the truth, to hide the agonizing pain of the loss of those so dear; do you not yet know time has changed and we need not your knowledge that is to us now crystal clear.

To the world who promises peace from coast to coast and shore to shore;  your people find no home to rest, always terrified, their eyes galvanized from looking at your terrifying acts and trying to understand your contradicting values in abhor.

To the world that asks for us to unite and once you do, you set up every fire to part us and enjoy us at each other’s faces, to one another’s home ignite.

To the world that prefers disturbing me with an infamous sex scandal rather than helping me out with the load on my shoulders and the debts I can’t handle.

To the world who pledged to keep me safe is the same world whose hands strip a people’s right to exist, a person’s right to defend their home and a girl’s right to scream from an enemy’s attack, and want us to claim it not rape.

To the world who was once structured upon a system of values and ethics, punishing those who bent the rules of the game, now criticizes the honorable, any man of faith, and those who cannot lie and steal because Moral is synonym to their name.

To the world that while it was teaching us to read between the lines plants beneath our homes deadly land mines.

To the world who said the world is for all to belong- you stayed while the others are gone, lost and are all alone.

To the world who works hard at every airport to strip search me and ignores how many voicing wars are battling inside of my body-diligently skips learning what I really carry within me and how many times those incidents deeply transformed rage in me.

To the world who once told me I want to know you but obviously, didn't bother to understand me.

To the world who folds the truth according to what suits them properly and blindfolds me into a perfectly knitted web of woven lies to let me see the truth barely, rarely, vaguely and ambiguously.

To the world that strictly prohibits underage labor- why do you punish me when I help my next door neighbor?

To the world that enforces dignity as we stand side by side; you continue to deceive us and slowly we start losing our national pride.

To the world where we keep digging beyond the surface to discover the depths of your soil’s deep- why do you plant holes so steep to prevent me from looking back into my roots?

To the world that ‘differentiates not and classifies not’ who and what we are by identity yet you strip it away from us.

To the world that awaits the results after every ballot I fill is the world that rejects when I object to injustice and unjustified bloodshed instead of sitting still.

To the world that created and ironically terrified its people with its own weapons of mass destruction is the world that names every revolution a derivative from some organized dangerous fanatic institution.

To the world who believes a free mind, a free spirit, a free soul, a free will- you silently, wittingly, mischievously grab us by the throat and enjoy answering your favorite question: what’s the newest method I have now to kill?

To the world that encourages laughter is the world that demolishes life-long homes with its leading tractor.

To the world who told us once to wipe away our tears is the same world that watches us dread our eyes with fears.

To the world that held us by our hands to build our dreams in a liberal world is the world that snaps us out of that reality it created, telling us: NOTHING is as it seems!

To the world that states we are all equal and this it shall never deny: man, woman, child, the pious, and the sinned- is the world that kills them all with a bullet and says: now you are all equal, on this sandy earth you lay.

To the world that doesn't mind to freely walk naked and yet finds no problem with insulting whatever is holy and sacred.

To the world that emphasized for us to learn the good from the bad, do deed than sin, is the world we walk through now lying to our faces on the rooftops of every skyscraper carrying billboards saying “All it takes is a Spin for You to Win!”

To the world that collects bodies of dust after enjoying to see the same bodies over time rust.

To the world that bore us monarchies, kingdoms, queens and kings gradually simplified, modified and ‘modernized’ it to us into parties, branches and wings.

To the world that favored positive thoughts and believing in reaching the impossibility is the world scolding at you for fighting for your honor and pride, classifying you as one of the terrorists, the extremists and or associated with the untamed wave of insanity.

To the world who holds you back every time you want to leap from the ignorant dark- we would like to remind you that what ‘you sow is what you reap’ – maybe one day you will see.

To the world that endured everything for you to exist is the same world planning how to shock and disturb you with a solution to man-made maladies.

To the world that saw me cry because I just saw a child die is the world that I ask over and over again: how do you let this happen, answer me why!

To the world who had no dress code for you to belong- if you don’t dress like those in the arena of the fame then disguise yourself before being titling as those of the useless, poor and lame.

To the world whose people are made of mud ignored their hearts, threw their flesh out and now guiltless-ly walk over their blood.

To the world that once taught us that patience is virtue, we are all brothers and united as one-now emphasizes and wants us to live by ‘take it or leave it, make it or break it, sink or swim, you gotta rock the show to make some dough, you have to stumble them over before it’s game over.’

To the world that the more we travel through you to learn more about you, you strangle us with limitations and plummet more and more restrictions into our existence to belong to you.

To the world whose land belongs to no one man alone; you taught us in history books the stories you have written and exchanged the hero with the one who got hit by the first stone.

To the world who preaches us how to perceive thoughts and ideas of the future from different angles while adopting various methods and building visions; what future were you envisioning when you seize not to continuing deceiving your own people as you instill fear in their hearts, leaving them no hope to dream and no light to enable them to imagine building a safe haven for their families?

To the world whose days are darkened with the sun’s lugging rays and nights filled with clouds full of traumatizing agony, have you not gotten bored of your silly games amongst yourselves of who controls our skies?

To the world that allows you to discover the tip of its east to its west is the world that provides you with nothing except depriving you of mindful rest.

To the world that honors their best and yet the same ones are exploded to bits and pieces, later apologizing that they were undertaking the results of the ‘scientific research’s test.’

To the world who decides which people to corrupt is the world that once exploited their land and resources and wished no opposition occurred for their colonization to continue or have interrupt-accusing an uprising revolt too sudden and abrupt.

To the world: how many times did you see a frightened child cry and with your bloody hands have come to wipe their tears away, each one of your eyes an undeniable lie, whispering to them: it is not me who killed your family, believe me how could I let them die?

To the world whose working class strives hard to feed their growing children; the money they earn you instantly squeeze right out; they scream inside: have mercy on us, we beg you, OH PLEASE!

To the world who said to us once, love yourself and be comfortable in your own skin; you left us nothing of that and even broke our once lifted up chin.

To the world that lets no man sleep and taught every mother know how to weep, why do you enjoy the suffering of those in debt to your accounts and pockets and feel no guilt over the orphans you daily create, leaving them gaze in lands like sheep?

To the world who taught us on sharing is caring and the notion of give and take is the world making its victims held accountable for the world’s repeated mistake.

To the world whose inhabitants are all disappointed and outraged, enough of your surprising shut downs, lock downs, interrogations, spying, bankruptcies; to them all we have become enslaved.

To the world that was once created with passion and endless curiosities, you have now created from your people a ‘new world order’ made in the form of wandering zombies.

To the world that knows no mercy to its citizens and strives to demolish the essence of blood and kin- put your people first before you put yourself first to win.

To the world who plays against its people the game and wants the people to believe that without their rules the world would be worse and never the same.

To the world who advocated no shades of grey- we now ask you where do we go from here, if you make us suffer; where and when will we build a home in your world to finally stay?

To the world that its people are to you so sincere, with all the violence and injustice you have done, how do you want them to obey your orders and to your rules adhere?

To the world who stole my name to know who I really am,

To the world who seized my land to let me see your ‘other’ vast lands,

To the world who used my talent and hard work to ‘make it a better and advanced’ place- did I just give you everything that belongs to me and then you used it to make me suffer, beg you and then kill me?

To the world who once has forbidden silence- you now forbid me to breathe.

To the world that stripped me away from my home and family because you failed to declare me for 60 years- have you no shame?

To the world who determines peoples’ destiny, manipulating lives as though they are bodies made of Lego- you disgust me because you are a politics merely made from and for your ego.

November 18, 2012