I remember my last day in Palestine.
I remember the tears in my eyes
I remember the last view of
Palestine in my eyes
I remember my 3 days in Jordan that
I spend with Mohamed
I remember the fights that I and
Mohamed had
I remember my first minute in
America
I remember all of my uncials waiting
for us at the airport
I remember first time seeing new
cousins
I remember new language, new friends
and new cousins.
I need a car as fast as a light
I need a car that doesn't waste a
lot of gas
I need a cheap car for middle class
people
I need a car that has technology
I need a big house for all of my
family
I also need a big garage for my car
I want to go to Palestine
I want to see my family and friends
I want to visit all the places that
I missed
I want to see my grandpa’s grave
I want to visit my old house that I
became Yahya in
I also want to visit my old school
and see all of my teachers and friends.
-Yahya-
Yahya - your poem is very moving. I cannot imagine all the emotions you went through when you left Palestine and came to America. I hope you go back to visit in the future!
ReplyDeleteChris (Readsomuch)
It must have been really hard to leave everything familiar behind and move to a new country. I am glad you had your uncles here already. Thank you for sharing your story with us.
ReplyDeletei like the repetition on the poem
ReplyDeleteTo move on with your life doesn't mean that you forget the past. Memories are created to keep us connected to that past.I hope you can see Palestine soon .
ReplyDeleteYahya It touched my heart !!
ReplyDeleteI can assure you that most hardest thing in the world is to leave everything behind your back and move on !!
I hope someday you will go back and see your family and friends ..
yahya that's verey nice to remember these things. you had amazing days. and I hope for you to acieve every thing you want. :):)
ReplyDeleteI hope you go back to Palestine
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