I woke up this morning and my name flashed on T.V.
They said i blew up places , they said i killed masses .
Men , women & children I murdered them all.
Who am I ?
I am a muslim and i am taking this fall.
They used my name and spread the terror.
I am not them , it surely is an error.
We, muslims, are the holders of peace , we spread love.
Why am I being  represented by their false actions.
I am a person, with different notions.
World will now brand me a terrorist.
Don't judge me by their actions , I insist.
I am not them, they pilfered my name.
They inflicted libel , and my religion to defame .
I have been robbed , robbed of my name.
I am a muslim , human like you , all the same.
My name has been robbed , my identity stolen
I deprecate the terror and mourn for fallen.
There are millions like me and humanity lies in our depths.
But we are all victims of Identity Theft* ...............

You replaced my sternum
With a tree, and my
Ribcage became its roots.
Flowers grew in my lungs.
You exchanged my
Internal organs with eternal
Butterflies; you made a
Nest in my heart, and I
Swear I could feel wings
Flutter every time I looked
Into your eyes. I was
Forever in bloom with you.
But the season changed,
And you left home. I
Didn't hear your song
In my head anymore.
Dear, winter tore me
To pieces without you
Here to protect my
Petals. The winds
Froze the flowers, and
They began to wilt. I
Swear, I tried to thaw
Them with my tears.
The leaves tumbled from
Their branches, and the
Roots deracinated; the
Butterflies have died.
And just when I thought
That I could never
Recover from losing you,
Spring came back around.
I felt the sun for the
First time in months;
Wilted stems began to
Produce buds again.
I'm not fully healed; the
Garden, not fully grown.
You caused a lot of damage,
But you'll always have a home.

What happens when...
The place you feel the most..
alone
left out
hated
ignored
unwanted
invisible
uncared for
depressed
unloved

Is *home...