A Prolonged Question
by Zienab Isam
This is not an attempt of a rebellion
It’s not even an angry statement
Hell I don’t even know if I should call it a piece
This is merely a prolonged question
It’s not a complaint
Not a desperate cry for help
Not a cry of pain of the weakened and helpless
It is simply a curious wondering
When will we…
No I will not start this wondering with an assumption
I will rephrase this question…
I do not have it in my intentions to make you feel threatened
Because recently your beliefs have become so fragile that the wrong alignment of words could easily strike your soul
Could steer the fears that you have so tightly wrapped with your ability to judge and paint brushed so misleadingly perfect with your assumptions
So, allow me to rephrase my question
Will we ever see the day that we effortlessly embrace what is different?
Will we ever let go of the tight grip we have clinched to what we think is the state of mind, belief, behavior, attitude and look of what is acceptable?
Will we loosen our knuckles a notch to let a little light seep through and maybe then get a clear picture of what we so rigidly and for so long were holding on tight to?
I hope you don’t get me wrong…
I am not blaming you for fearing difference
I just seek a valid answer for why we let those fears swallow us whole?
Why do we judge beyond our control?
And why we do assume more that we actually look forward to?
I seek because ya wa6ani al7aneen I DREAM
I dream of the day I see you with peace of mind
I dream of the day you’re capable of seeing the fine line between identity preservation and self destruction
Of the day you revive your soul and dream beyond the “protecting our culture” scheme and see that not giving scornful stares does not make you with out an identity
I dream of the day you grow
And I dare not say I want
Partly because my entity is fueled only with dreams
And partly because I doubt I could
But oh ya wa6ani al7aneen what wouldn’t I give to see you change your misperceptions of what is different!