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VIEWPOINT -
NAJAT F. KESSLER
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Hello my fear and anxiety,
You got me at times all wrapped up,
In you network of what might happen,
I am tiered of you don’t you know,
I am exhausted with your same old same old,
This feeling of hopelessness,
This feeling of helplessness,
I have genuine ideas,
But you just won’t let it role,
Will you?
I am sick and tired of you,
Get lost!
Why I am calling you “my” fear,
Why am I calling you “my” anxiety?
You are not mine,
You are my mothers
Who got you from her elders
You are my fathers
Who go you from his ancestors,
I am done with you,
Get the hell out of my way,
I am not here to baby sit you
Get out of my chest,
Get out of my life,
I am not here to carry you,
I am here for a greater purpose,
Than sit and just listen to you,
I am here for a bigger mission,
Than just be consumed by you,
You and all those you inhabit
Specially those who has given to you,
Get the hell out of my way,
I am so done with you,
Today is the day!
I am taking back control of my life,
I am claiming all of myself
I am kicking you out for good,
I am reclaiming my power,
My birth right of being a life
And not a shadow as you profess,
I am finished with tip toeing around,
To please you, I lost so much,
To be able to breath under your oppression,
I compromised my self, my life, my entire being,
No more! Your ugly headed illusion
Will run my life!
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'Let Gaza Live' Jan. 10 National March on Washington
