As I Grew Up In The Fog
A poem
As I grew up in the fog
When everywhere is full of dust
Unable to see
Who to is right and who to trust
Respect was a must
And compassion was forgotten
They said you should study
Like these was one way for success
I had to step on shattered glasses
I had no selection to pass
When someday I denied not suffering
They started interjecting
They were embarrassed and became reckless
For what I loved
I gave up on what I loved
Cause there was no support
At last, I became the shattered star
That will never shine
That was my own fault
Cause I was born in the Fog
But they didn’t know what was shining in the fog
The fog vanisher and light
The fog will never end
When you kill the light
Deny the light or presume that you don’t need the light.
Shir Aqa Sarbaz is an Afghan refugee in America.