I was raised an onion dome surrounded by six towers,

The largest mosque in Yemen

I am made of a mosque with a fence arches,

 a big chandelier in the middle

With many lights in the night 

I am from a big house with many rooms   

windows with The sun shining,

 birds singing, red flowers in our yard 

With all of that noise from out

 motorcycle people cars sounds 

I am made of a moment

 that makes me feel proud of myself 

That I work hard to learn English and 

practice talking  my mother language which is Arabic

I am made of a favorite place at brooklyn

 with a beautiful clear blue ocean,

 sun going down with a soft wind

 makes u feel comfortable,

 with the song of the birds

Image: Mosque by illustir on 2007-08-30 11:38:52

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October 19, 2021 3:16 pm

Yousef, I really loved this poem. I really enjoyed the way you talk about how you are composed of so many different aspect of your life that all conjoin to make you, you.

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