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Haikus
my inaccurate indulgence in this irresistible poetic form
Meritocratic Jury
Conspiracy of the galaxy
Coming together of forces
To offer them higher birth
infinite inborn meritocracy…
Silent Majority
First they came for the Muslims, and I did not speak out –
Because I was not a Pakistani.
No Thanks(giving)
Kill the dissenters
Land of freedoms
Celebrate survivors
Build more prisons
Socialist Realism
To consume the books that tell the lies,
Or to drop out of institutional favors.
Between emerging heroes or misfits –
Have the choice to swear patriotism
Sleeping Child
…and she will nod her head,
her empty slate of a mind
That will be overwritten with lies after
Lies after lies about who is a terrorist
And who is a decent human being.
I am not a South Asian
They can call me at will, a different race and a different ethnicity
But can hardly ever separate me from my shared similar history