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I'm still here.

Sitting in an uber to the office is usually a very defective time for me...I often watch the vehicles passby and today like many other days it takes me back to where I have been and how far I've come to be right here ,right in this moment. What really moves me is the unbelievable reality ...I Am still here. Not just here..but here and good . With Allah's grace I have survived situations that at it...

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Resolution

Don't want to be waiting to live,
Don't want to be waiting for death.
Though the tide repeats outward and back,
Take a stand on the sand as it shifts.
Look around and be thankful 
For this 
May be all that there is.

Then the sun is the jewel that I own,
And it's greater than all that I don't,
And the moon is the pearl that surpasses
All others wherever they be,
And the water that sust...

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I Thank My Fortune

I thank earth.
I thank my fortune in being born where and when, 
And to whom and with whom I was born.

I thank water.
I thank my fortune in having health and sense, 
And sense of health, and sense of sense.

I thank wind.
I thank my fortune in my paths and choices, 
For they have led me to this path and choice.

I thank fire.
I thank my fortune in my abilities and disabilities 
As t...

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Starting Blocks

I was born in nineteen forty four

When black and white films were the norm

And the black and white bloody world war

Was in the last bloody phase of its storm.

 

But what does a babe know of such things?

A mother's breast is all that it cares.

Her steady gaze to bask in,

Her voice to soothe its tears.

 

As child I saw the bomb torn sites,

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