You ask about Baghdad, 'how is it now?'
(You probably
think of the news,
You want
confirmation).
For a second, I
close my eyes,
Not easy, to
answer that sort of a question!
I open my eyes,
ready to answer:
Hold on a moment,
let me think how to reply,
(I want to sound
smart)
I think of the
postcolonial burden,
Race, gender,
ethnicity,
All hold me
back....
I need to tell you
something intelligent:
(Shall I give a
witty answer?
Ironically funny?
Borrow from pop
culture? Movies perhaps?
Shall I continue
the game of a sophisticated academic?)
The moment grows
too long, I need to face your inquiry...
I swallow all the
images of blood, destruction and war,
(No need to
explain),
I hold off tears,
and simply say,
"Baghdad is
not fine!"
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