I Am Who I Am
By: Pierrelande Saint Cyr
Petrified, I cannot sleep at night.
I cannot come back to the place I call home.
Why? Because an orange ignorant man feels the need to impose fear and divide us.
My life is turned upside down.
I’m not afraid for myself but for my children.
I don’t want them to grow up watching us fighting one another
When they turn on the news all they see is negativity.
I did not come to this country for them to have that kind of life.
I came because America is home of the free and the land of the brave.
I am an immigrant, and I should not be ashamed to say that.
I am a Muslim, I should not be ashamed to practice my religion In a country that claims I’m free.
Everywhere I go, weird looks are thrown my way
Because I wear hijab on my head.
People don’t see me as a human,
They see me as a terrorist
But only if they knew
How many people are killed by terrorists every year
How many Americans get shot by another American
We are 129,000 times more likely to die in a gun assault
6.9 million times more likely to die from cancer or heart disease.
Not only that but they forget about
Charleston shooting, Aurora shooting, Sandy Hook
Its ludicrous, what fear can do to us.
I bow down and pray, that the oppression will soon stop
I do not want my kids to question their religion and our lifestyle
We do not become ourselves
So look at me now,
Am I terrorist?