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
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.