Samia offers an insightful piece that captures the claustrophobia of the current world situation. Her choice of ideas expresses the helplessness we can sometimes feel against an invisible oppressor and how that can lead, dangerously, to apathy as a way of existing. Samia chooses to write to make sense of it all...
UNTITLED
Let us talk about truth? Cough splutter choke.
The norm is far from the place to start
From simple minds come simple lines
But inside my mind, a coup
The pen is my sword
But even then, I’m confined to reality.
Sighing to start the day,
Running down that non-existent hill
with hopes to feel the fake morning chill. Running down that non-existent hill
Aiming to forget all that can be seen…