I am a Refugee – Poem by Ifrah Mansour


– I am a refugee. A global citizen aching for two continents, two countries, two histories, two nations, yet abandoned by all. I am a refugee, and I shelter humanity. I walked and ran and screamed miles on end to find peace before I could pronounce my own name. I come with too many invisible treasures. Often misunderstood, feared by all, banned by politics, never belonging and always longing, I am a refugee, and I anchor humanity. A childhood full of
humanity’s lowest moments, I carry tiny soulless traumas. Time will only harden my flesh, and my survival is a testimony to humanity’s depth and compassion. My traumas will teach the
greatest lessons on humanity. I am a refugee, and I uplift humanity. I am a refugee, globally homeless, yet my language is an
international bridge. My culture is a blanket from
the elements of bigotry. My religion is a pillow for my compassion. My history is a lullaby for
tales not to be repeated. My humanity is in the hands of a child sitting in a refugee camp still waiting for a chance
to find a safe home. I am a refugee, and I challenge humanity. I am a refugee, a wondering, colorful,
restless, foreign, alien soul that you were taught
to fear, ban and bully. Yet I bring you a slice of the world of my own home, right
here in your backyard. I bring you food so intricately spiced, it revolutionized your palate. I bring you my vibrant colors handwoven with inching delicate wisdom that has diversified your
close-minded color wheels. I bring you my childs,
my precious only childs to share a history, a future with you. You and I are too stuck
together to be this far apart. I am a refugee, and I glue humanity. I am a refugee, a stubborn survivor. You see cruelty tried to break me, wars tried to erase me bigotry tried to silence me, and politics tried to ban me. But still like time I stand, still like dust I rise, and still like hope I move, and still like love I flourish. I am a refugee, and I heal humanity. I am a refugee, a wondering, colorful, restless, foreign, alien soul. Won’t you just let me find my humanity right here next to you? (light instrumental music)

6 thoughts on “I am a Refugee – Poem by Ifrah Mansour

  1. Ifrah performed her amazing, beautiful poem in her skilled and powerful way at the Women's March 2018 in St. Paul yesterday. It is so moving, and her rendition of it was mesmerizing.

  2. I love the way you expressed this poem out of your heart while closing your eyes 💞
    You are amazing in every letter you put in this poem, it touched my heart!

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