SCREAM!
I look around and all I see is smoke, sadness, lost hope, hatred…despair.
Sickening news. Ignorance overload. Judgments. And Me versus. You.
What motivates you to wake up from bed every morning? What drives you to be your best self each day? What makes you smile to strangers you’ve never met before? What makes you believe that this world is worth fighting for? What makes you tolerate intolerance? Compress your anger, swallow your scream.. When all you want is to scream.
Scream. ScreaM. scrEAM. SCREAM.
Go climb a mountain.Even if you end up falling upside down.
Drive till you find an isolated place where birds don’t fly and clouds are black.
Jog till you find yourself in the middle of the forest. Run from this collapsing world.
Find an empty basement, if you need to dig your own.
Be creative as long as you get to SCREAM.
Scream. As long as you take all that negative energy from your chest. Scream as long as you take one step towards healing. Scream as long as you’re not letting it rot inside you. Take it out on the air maybe it would be considered air pollution but hey it can’t be worse than carbon monoxide!
Scream all that resides within you, all the unsaid words, all the sad news, all the hateful comments, all the war pictures, all the murdered kids, the bereaved mothers. Scream for the fathers who were helpless and sank in their own tears. Scream.
They go bombing your land, colonising your continent, raping your women, murdering your people then complain about you? Call you names? Stereotype you. Scream it.
Because you know they were plotting this for years and years. Scream it. Because we were out-smarted. Scream it because you don't need anyone's pity or sympathy.
Scream and restore your strength, your humanity. Your stamina. They can’t see us like this, we can’t be sucked out of energy-positive energy.
Scream it because Hawo Tako stood strong. Scream it because this is the least we can do; to stay sane amidst all this insanity.
Let it go. Because guess what? We need YOU. Your people need you. The healthy you.
We can’t lose you. It’s not Me versus. You. It's US versus. The World.
So let’s do what we gotta do.
Otherwise, we will forever be surrounded by smoke, sadness, lost hope, hatred…despair.
May Allah Subahanu Watalaa lift our spirit up and make us true believers.
By: Asia Aboosy
