A walk in Jerusalem

I am sick of youtube videos telling me what to do

and those short clips of how i should live my life and what’s there to woe

Today I walked in Jerusalem bare-hearted and strong

I left my heart at home for they said three men were killed today and two more too

doors were closed, even Damascus door was closed.

He asked for my ID with the conviction that he won’t let me pass.

“go the other way” he said ” no entrance from here”

I looked in his young hazel eyes, and asked

to respect the sanity of both of us: “could you explain to me why is this way blocked and the other way around, which is a 20 min walk, is open? like, what is the logic?”

His beautiful eyes said that he did not make the rules, he just followed them.

well, of course you do.

I persisted  and asked, maybe my stubbornness and proclivity to know would make him, he himself, ask “why is that so?”

If you want to prosecute me, well at least be a man and tell me “because I said so!”

But Alas, I walked away from the young soldier with the beautiful hazel eyes (part of me hated that I found his hazel eyes beautiful!) with no hope, only with a strong heart to hold on to what is right.

 

 

 

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By aicha bint yusif

Writing is my key to free spaces. I write to let things out and to chronicle some, and you're more than welcome to read them.

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