To My People:
you’ll never make it there
look where i am now
you won’t be one of them
look who i am now
you can’t ever fit in
never said i wanted to
you should come back
not in a million years.
i crawled out of the depths of hell
to be here, for just one chance
braved the lottery and braved the arena
wondering if i’ll survive the trip
sailing oceans of doubts following
currents of hope that have no
beginning but no end either
don’t know where exactly i’m going
but i don’t have to
i’ll go where the wind in my sails take me
let myself fall into the arms of nature
stare at the daunting tides, as if saying
i dare you.
you can brand me with fear and shame
but i cover it with courage and backbone
for true power comes with drive and will
when you truly believe
i do whatever the hell i want.
when i die, i won’t fly your flag
the flag that suffocated and drowned me
that tied me up and shoved me down
i will fly the flag i want and sing the praises i want
you can choke me and slap me and burn me
raise me to a pyre and set me aflame
but you won’t do anything
other than make me a martyr.
crush me with your tanks if i raise my voice
walk over me and trample me with tires
massacre my people and wear their masks
pretend and blame everything on them
but i know it’s you and i know, i know
i know you watch me every moment
i know you track my every move
i know you slaughtered my grandfathers
i know you conquered my land
i know you torture my country
i know you pour gasoline on us
i know you silence our words
i know you cross out my name
i know you wrap a noose on my neck
believe me,
i know you know that i know.
i’m no hero
and i rescued nobody
but i promise to those i left behind
i will be back.
i once stood silent but that’s a part of the past
i picked up a pen and sat down on my chair
took out a notebook and closed my eyes
put in headphones and remembered.
the fire at my feet, dancing around like fairies
then turning into beasts that tore at my flesh
the lightning through my body making me shake
until i was fried inside out and nothing was left
the water sliding down my face, slowly, slowly
dripping until i gradually went insane
the bullet in my chest, burning more than the fire did
tunneling itself deeper and deeper
the sound of razors forced upon my head
taking my hair, and my freedom with it
to my people, i promise you:
I will never forget. I will never forgive.