what am I
what am I
Sami Jabri
I am Yu-Gi-Oh cards and cheap Qurans.
I am that playground I got beat up in and the table I meet my friends at.
I am my mother's hookah and my father’s tie that he put around my neck.
I am meant to be my grandfather’s car magazines and plate of Syrian food but I fail to be.
I am my father’s love of literature in a language I can't read
But I am a game of magic and fighting I shouldn’t know.
I am from a war and a country that I know nothing about and a people that dont call me one of them.
I am the carpet on the floor of the masjid and the sinks in the shoe room.
I am the loud and strange and from the quiet and seldom.