* I Am... Scholarship Slam

I Am Poem

I am an innocent sentenced for life.

I wonder if breakfast will come today.

I hear the chains clinkle as I lift my head.

I see the walls shine in the moon's luminescence.

I want to despair.

I am an innocent sentenced for life.

I pretend my stomach is full and my wounds are healed.

I feel the weight lifted from my wrists, relieved from the shackles.

I touch the blood sodden ground and realize it is not time.

I worry for the unspoken.

I cry in silence and rebel in laughter. 

I am an innocent sentenced for life.

I understand I must be patient. 

I say it is not time. 

I dream tortue and live torture. 

I try to treasure pain.

I hope to return these gifts.

I am a witness of the 1984 genocide.