Erase me.
Dedicated to all the disenfranchised, oppressed, institutionally omitted children of the world.
I am a dream held back
I am a silent regret
I am a misty in your eyes
I am a part that was never realized
Erase me.
I am a mere inconvenience
I am a painful reality
I am an incessant reminder
I am a confession not being made.
Erase me.
I am cut and not pasted.
I am a document deleted.
I am an error quickly erased.
I am a project incomplete.
Erase me.
I am a fault.
I am a burden.
I am a mistake.
I am unforgiven.
Erase me.
I am a life extinguished.
I am a passion never ignited.
I am a need unheeded.
I am a light that went out.
Erase me.
I am a face unwashed.
I am the dishes in the sink.
I am laundry on the floor.
I am the dirt under the nails.
Erase me.
I am the homeless on the street.
I am the child uneducated.
I am what poverty held back
I am the vote not worth getting.
Erase me.
(c) Omaira Alam 2015
black board, white chalk 
Ma sha Allah, that was so moving, Sis. You really have a gift for words! In sha Allah, you will be sharing so much more of your work! ♡
xoxoxo
Nancy
JazakAllah khayr Nancy! Thank you for your kind words and encouragement. ❤