I ALMOST FORGOT
I was going to go out for brakfast
But I forgot that it was raining
Yesterday the same thing happened
The rain...
The rain came all of a sudden
And I had no umbrella
My claning lady threw all
The things in the cupboard
Including the iron...
I have been wearing wrinkled clothes since then.
People stare at me in the streets
But I say silently, go away, go away...
My clothes are not wrinkled
But designed by a new designer
Whose name you won't be able to pronounce...
Just stop looking at me
Because right now
And for the rest of my life
I am not going to be a people's person
That has already damaged me...
People
People
People?
Who are these people?
People who have occupied your brain
Your mind, your self esteem, your troubled heart
All of your life.
I am finally done with something called, "People."
Enough is enough
Isn't it?
That's what the English language taught us
Or did this foreign language
Of the colonizers taught us
'It is superior langauge
The language of the superior people
The superior race
The language of the colonizers
It has to be superior
And whoever speak English
Is superior...
Bullshit...
That's what I thought
When I came here...
Every one was mostly white
At least in the neighborhood
Where I ended up...
And they all spoke English
And I, stupid me, silly me, colonized me,
Thought, Oh! great! I am with the most
Superior and sophisticated people...
"People."
Oh! people. people, people...
The word, "People " became my guru
One worship one's guru
Right?
Right.
That's the function of a guru
To be worshiped
Oh! in this foreign country of superior
People...
I must befriend them
That's why I am here
That's why I crossed the ocean
Right?
Right
So, by my own choice, and my own will
I tried hard to surround myself by English
Speaking people who were white...
You can't go wrong
I would say.
They all speak English
And they are white
I belong to that group...
Back home also, the people
Who spoke English were richer
Smarter...
That's what we thought
The one who spoke English wer closer to the colonizers
They kissed ass to be accepted
People who didn't speak English
They always had inferiority complex...
'I just came back from London"
Oh! yes, my hand bag is from London
I bought it from Harrods,
It's Gucci...
The non English speaking people
Had no idea what the word, "Gucci." meant
SO, they went home feeling more inferior than ever
And that's what went on for decades...
When I came here I didn't feel inferior
Or colonized
At least I wasn't aware of it ...
Because I was college educated
And came here with few dollars
Unlike other poor immigrants
And since I was educated and spoke some English
I was seeking English speaking people to be my friends
I was so naive even with dollars in my pocket
And a college degree
That I didn't realized that te people I am seeking to be
my friends are native people and English is their language
They all speak English...sweet heart...
I didn't think about that in my excitement
That excitement was stupidity never the less...
Since I was so high with being in America especially
In the might New York City and in Manhattan never the less...
"Oh! she lives in Manhattan"
Back home the rumor was spreading
At least the colonized so called sophisticated people
Who were actually jahal and very low class
But since they bought their bags from Harrods of London
We assumed that they were high class
That's how ignorant and naive we were even with our college
degrees...
So, I befriended English speaking people
Tried very hard to befriend them
Because they had some kind of attitude of superiority
But to my utmost horror after years of living here
I suddenly realized (Extremely late) that they were all
Low class, really low classed, trying to hide with fake
high class attitude...
I thought that whoever speaks English is educated, sophisticated
And high class people.
I all my life surrounded myself with fake, fake, fake people
Posing like somebodies while they were no bodies...zero..they were zero
And I was below zero not to ever think and realize that who ever speak
English is not high class...
It's their country and their language is English...
That's how much colonized we were by the English
Who occupied us for eternity
And our brains and our souls were all occupied since our birth
Or even before our birth...
I surrounded myself amongst worthless nobodies
Who most of the time would make condescending remarks
even after my days of achievements
And I would come home worrying and wondering about what they
just said and I never said anything back...
Looking back, first of all I would never be with them
If I was clear about one thing and one thing alone
That I was a person of integrity, colonized or not
That one thing we can never take out of our blood,
The crimes the settlers and colonizers committed
Against our ancestors and and destroyed our soul
And we still came to their countries thinking that we are going
There to advance ourselves, educate our selves
Learn the way of the world...and be part of the world where
We can speak up, express ourself, speak against the new occupatinos
New genocides, new atrocities being committed by the ancestors of the
ones who ocupied us and our body and soul....
But at least I don't surround myself with any people
People who speak English or French or German or even Arabic of
Saudi Arabia their neighbors...
'STAY AWAY FROM PEOPLE OF ANY CLASS
YOU NEVER KNOW WHO THEY ARE!
LIKE SARTRE SAID,
"HELL IS OTHER PEOPLE."
SO TRUE, SO VERY TRUE.
YOU WANT TO GO FOR COFFEE?
FOR BREAKFAST?
YES. I LOVE TO GO FOR COFFEE.
I GO EVERY DAY FOR COFFEE
I HAVE MADE MANY AFE OWNERS VERY RICH
YES, I WOULD LOVE TO GO FOR COFFEE
"YES, BUT ALONE BY MYSELF.
WHY DI I NEED YU TO GO WITH ME FOR COFFEE?
SO YOU CAN MAKE MORE CONDESCENDING REMARKS
ABOUT ME WITH A FAKE SMILE?
THOSE DAYS ARE OVER SWEETHEART
OVER, "DONE AND DUSTED." AS THE ENGLISH SAY
I WANT TO SIP MY HOT BOILING COFFEE ALONE
I WANT TO ENJOY MY COFFEE
THATS WHY I PAY $10 FOR IT
AND FOR THAT I HAVE TO BE BY MY SELF
I HAPPEN TO ENJOY MY OWN COMPANY
AND FOR THAT...
I WANT TO BE ALONE
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