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Lady in the headscarf (Short Story)

  February 8th This was the first time he saw one like her. A lady with a scarf over her head, covered like an emblematic dress, all too similar to newspaper front pages. Another alien trying to cover her tracks waddling down his street. An oppressor opposed to freedom. Deviant. Why was she here? What…
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I am a Muslim (Spoken Word Video)

The first video that was on my youtube channel. ‘I am a Muslim’ was an attempt to define a mainstream understanding of Islam, and how it differed from the extreme minorities that have the loudest voice.

Belief (Poem)

With our impulses pulsating, Holding the pulse of Satans hand with an arm on the harmonica of an angels harmony, in the harms and virtues we see and do not see in us, both the lowest of the low and highest of the high. Breathing heavily, like thieves of jeopardy flicked on and off between…
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A treadmill called life (Poem)

They asked you why You’d run for hours on the treadmill You said you still dread falling dead still And so you run to escape the fear They said ‘You can’t run from your corpse’ But you told them “At least I can run from my thoughts” As every day the race to escape From…
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Practice what you preach (Poem)

It seems for many of us we are enslaved to engaging in debates reflecting on our helpless case as we negate and abrogate.   Though most the time its hard to say whose are who’s views, glued to news frames that are framed around tricks, and fabricate to induce manic, and panicked states   Yet rather…
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When the dust settles (Poem)

Is it to be, that only then… our vision would reach peak acuity? Only when the dust settles in nettles over floods of blood and meshes of flesh?   Our foresight is a sight for sore eyes, Cloudy sand-covered mists summarise politics tricks as we jump on every opportunity to jump at each others throats.  …
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Never in our name again (Poem)

Lengthy coma, wake to find a stolen identity, Within a name tarnished, was a branding as an enemy, The implausibility, in times where anything is feasible, Turned truth into a weakened tool, farfetched and unreasonable, A message at the heart of religion, never harm children and women, Now under the mask of its name, becomes…
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This poem is all I have (Poem)

Right now… This poem… Is all I have. Times forgotten connections burned blinding evidence nothing learned. So right now… This poem… Is all I have. Tears of hysteria washed off reason fingers are flames and tempers; forests. Tensions mounting amounting to nothing. Frustrations bubbling foaming within. With little comfort… This poem… Is all I have.…
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