He’s a little blind,
His body’s stunted,
His skin is thick,
And he sometimes sticks
His pointed snout
Somewhere where it’s not wanted.

He can’t see it all,
He gets things wrong;
He rarely knows
When he sometimes throws
A pile of dirt
Up on a perfect lawn.

He’s poor with words,
Can’t stand the silent shouting.
He’s optimistic still,
And hopes his hill
Will be washed away
Before it becomes a mountain.

A nation that seeks to craft
what the forefathers draft;
a declaration of independence,
a nation of acceptance and coexistence.

A nation that weaves laws
for the ones of different colors,
wears,
and of worship —
building a homage for them all.

A nation with the vision of a blend of culture,
welcoming them into progressing lands  that play the tune of harmony
as blankets them in safety.

A tolerant nation
of multicultural lands,
and foreign tongues.
Building Seven Pillars
that stand tall and high
to inspire and ingrain
tolerance in every
crannies and nooks of the nation.

This is UAE.

Can I talk to you
Dad
Please
Don't hate me
Don't leave me
Tears
Spill down cheeks
I fall to my knees
I'm in love with her
Hands softly
Caress my back
It's okay
I'm here
I still love you
You're still my daughter
Relief washes over me
Waves of gratitude
For the gift I've been given
The gift of approval
Approval of my love
My eyes flutter open
Realization hits me
Like a slap in the face
It wasn't real
He wouldn't let me stay
Couldn't tolerate who I am
My love is a sin
And I ask myself
Why
Is the happiest dream
I've ever had
Acceptance?

Breathe in.
Pause.
Hold in the air that makes you stronger.
Pause.
Exhale all the worries you trap deep down in your soul where no one ever sees.
Close your eyes and stay still.
Float within your own consciousness.
You are one with who your want to be,
And when you open your eyes, I hope you wake to a new reality.


When You have sadness in your heart i know because I can feel it sleeping out your pores.
You act like you’re invincible,
But hiding from how you feel won’t change how you feel.
It won’t make you anew
You must come to terms with who you are in order to continue.
You need to communicate all that you want to be to yourself.
You are capable of so much more.
I pray that we find peace.

You’re loud and you’re rude
   and you embarrass me
I quietly put up with it

You demean me and you
   hurt my feelings
Yet I quietly put up with it

You raise your fists
   in anger at me
And I withdraw in fear

And pray for the day
   when I will have the strength
to stop being so quiet

Why can’t we separate a human from a bad thing?.
Why must we judge everyone by their rap sheet?
Why can’t a man just be who he is,
And not what he did?

Aren’t we all allowed our mistakes?
The occasional misstep?
The errors we could do naught to prevent?
A fault here, a trip there?
Isn't that what makes us human in the end?

Aren't we allowed second takes?
Second chances, to start all over again?
The 'only' constant thing in life is change.
So, why can't we just give ourselves a ******* break?