Tell me nothing

that I should know. 

Show me nothing

that I should see.

Make me nothing

that I can be.

Because I don’t understand

your rules, definitions or “logicality”.

Why should my skin color 

be hyphenated with my nationality? 

Why does there have to be a plan

or why is a woman lesser than a man?

Why should I believe in your history 

if I wish to write my own story?

Why should I keep this name and wear that badge

when I wish to associate with no tags or tabs.

All I ask, is to let my soul be free

for I wasn’t born with fretters or a liability. 

So don’t smother my soul with your chains and boundaries

Let me breathe, if just one breath, of unbridled relief.

-Iflah Laraib