The world has stood against me once
It told me I was not welcome
To run on its grounds
To seek a dream I once had
The world was tough and mean
But I didn’t let it distract me
From the journey I have already started
The world did not change its mind immediately
About who I chose to love
Who I chose to call, “Habibi”
It took it quite a while to understand
I am different yet I am the same
I had to scream loud at times
Declaring my love is in no way inferior
That it has pride and dignity
That it too can last for liftetime
Or wither as seasons change
My love is alive
No matter what happens
Or what the world says or thinks
Love always wins at the end
Alaa Barakat
Dearborn Blog 