Identity,
A short yet powerful noun
That captures many segments
Many ups & Many downs
You feel your identity is unique
Until you reach the motherland
And they label you a sheep
For following the cultures of the land where you sleep
Instead of researching your ancestor’s approach in
Their speech, their clothing, their teachings.
How they have accomplished peace in an area where havoc has wreaked in.
Bold colours, warm and soft fabric touch their skins
As they bath in scorching heat, carrying fruit and wheat
Barrels of water upon their backs as their journeys strengthen their mind and feet.
How could they do all this with full length Sheed’s (Baati’s/Dresses)?
They answer:
Our god has given us such beautiful covers
To hide our womanly treasures
To protect our skin from disastrous weathers
We are more beautiful because the colours resemble our light and aspirations,
The motherland knows no struggle’s but blessings & lessons
As we are showered with powers.
Our tongue is short of negativity
Our laughter overpowers the noise of poverty
Our faith mixed with the above is what keeps our breath and hearts young.
We hope you can join us one day, in rebuilding this generous land our creator has made.
A short yet powerful noun,
Strength and courage is what my identity is built upon now.
The same segments that my Kings and Queens passed down.
- HV
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