Aansa Nadeem

Collab with @tasmia__97

She tells
me I am
confused
and oppressed,
by ill tongued
misogynists.
She wants to
white wash me,
purify me,
she wants to
destroy every
figment of my history,
in hope to abolish me.
-
She wants to
make me oblivious.
She wants me to
stop being so naive,
she wants me to
speak out
She wants me to voice
her ignorance
Aloud
-
So I can look the
part
In the drama
she is staging.
Every line of mine
pervading
with hatred and
of course terror.
Fear mongering
the crowds of the theatre
and beyond.
To tell the world that
I'm the terrorist from Syria
Though below my lines of fire
are her stage directions
Bracketed and cloaked
Behind the theatre of
name-hoax
That hides my identity
But shares my name
-
I am the political abomination
that purrs away at every demand,
I am the hostility
that is created
and embarked.
I am unlike the
passiveness
around me,
I am the
living deprived,
seeking an
education from
the poverty.
-
My voice and actions
are left with
my
clothes
in the dressing
room,
where she
gets me ready
for the drama
called
Make a
Terrorist of the
Farmer.
-
But though
she breaks
into my dressing room.
My intent she
cannot
get through too
and everyday
I will keep it alive
to make
it stronger
than her facade
that will one day
lose crowds,
for she is the
inducer
of fear.
Irrational and fake.
She is the
English Defence League, the
islamophobe with the warped ideology for peace and love.
#poets #poetsofinstagram #writingcommunity #words #poems #terrorism #islamophobic #bias #poetrycommunity

Collab with @tasmia__97

She tells
me I am 
confused
and oppressed,
by ill tongued
misogynists.
She wants to
white wash me,
purify me,
she wants to 
destroy every
figment of my history,
in hope to abolish me.
-
She wants to
make me oblivious.
She wants me to
stop being so naive,
she wants me to
speak out 
She wants me to voice
her ignorance 
Aloud
-
So I can look the
part
In the drama
she is staging.
Every line of mine
pervading
with hatred and
of course terror.
Fear mongering
the crowds of the theatre
and beyond.
To tell the world that
I'm the terrorist from Syria
Though below my lines of fire
are her stage directions
Bracketed and cloaked
Behind the theatre of
name-hoax
That hides my identity
But shares my name
-
I am the political abomination
that purrs away at every demand,
I am the hostility
that is created 
and embarked.
I am unlike the
passiveness
around me,
I am the
living deprived,
seeking an
education from
the poverty.
-
My voice and actions
are left with
my
clothes
in the dressing
room,
where she
gets me ready
for the drama 
called
Make a
Terrorist of the
Farmer.
-
But though
she breaks
into my dressing room.
My intent she
cannot
get through too
and everyday
I will keep it alive
to make
it stronger
than her facade
that will one day
lose crowds,
for she is the
inducer
of fear.
Irrational and fake.
She is the
English Defence League, the
islamophobe with the warped ideology for peace and love.
#poets #poetsofinstagram #writingcommunity #words #poems #terrorism #islamophobic #bias #poetrycommunity

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