By Nazeeha Abdullah
I am the heir of coastal bands.
And the daughter of the sands.
I am the grandchild of the East.
And the breed of these streets.
I’ve never crossed so many seas.
Yet distance travels, deep in me.
I am a seed with different leaves.
And that’s how far my culture breaths.
My memories are young and strong.
Yet the home I built does not belong.
And the home that’s mine,
Is just a song.
Where would I be, where would I go?
If hearts simply decreed it so.
Familiarity or journey fees,
Keep dancing questions in my dreams.
I love the bands.
I love these sands.
I love the East and all these streets.
This is my home.
It is my land.
Until my soul ceases to beat.
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Nazeeha Abdullah is a 17-year-old Tanzanian student who was born and raised in the UAE.