Bismillah:

At the very end of the corner
the place where I stand
always the place where I stand
healing myself, comforting my soul

sometimes pieces of shrapnel miss me by an inch
sometimes some of it scrap the surface of my being

At the very end of the corner
the place where I contemplate
always the place where I contemplate
understanding things, wondering about everything

sometimes questions flood my whole mind
sometimes answers come when confusion takes it toll

At the very end of the corner
the place where I become human
always the place where I become human
becoming more aware, becoming more of myself

sometimes I shiver , drenching myself in tears
sometimes I shine, from the warmth of happiness

At the very end of the corner
the place where I supplicate
always the place where I supplicate
bowing myself to The Lord of the worlds, feeling the full breeze of liberty

always I become whole and free
always I am at home and in Him I let my soul be