Lost in defintions
I am defined by Media,
Facebook,
Instagram,
Tweeter,
The news.
Defined by videos and man made pictures.
I am defined by people who think they know of me,
I am defined by terror,
but the only terror lies in you.
I am defined by the wrong defintion.
My feet embrace these cold cracks on side walks,
concrete stands to define my self.
I am Brooklyn,
tall buildings,
chinese new year,
corner stores,
illuminated street lights.
I am the rush of the MTA,
tired eyes,
coffee sips,
passing of time.
I am
lyrics of a song,
the hit wonder.
Bike rides in central park,
cold winter nights,
and summer days.
I am car horns,
emergency sirens,
Tour rides,
stop signs,
and "Mommy can I have that?"
I am school bells,
protests,
graduations,
holidays,
wedding vows,
and promises.
I am the dream,
freedom,
culture.
I am olive like Greek gods,
curvy like a Spanish rose,
eyes like Middle Eastern sand,
and hospitality of the Holy land.
I am you , her , him and I,
human.
I am Muslim.
I am not what you watch,
the five men on the news do not define me
I am the scarf that wraps my head,
I am choice,
decision,
I am culutre diversity,
religion.
I am hello,
shalom,
salam.
I am defined as peace.
I am peace.