Lynn's poem: To be stateless means
Poem Lynn - To be stateless means To be stateless meansyour name is a ghost in a limbo A whisper in the Bureaucracy To be stateless means your nationality is written in parentheses On paper that says: you don’t exist, or maybe “XXX” I am a child born between borders,a child with no home in ink, no country in stamp no “where are you from”that fits on a form To be stateless meansyou taste freedom for a moment, A plane might lift you, A visa might open - only ti have it yanked away. You are denied in the continuity of breathing, your breath is questioned. Who are you? From where? Do you belong? My mother used to whisper“Hold your breath until we pass”The borders… Maybe? I learned early that even air could be a privilege I have carried the silence of waiting roomsletters that never arrive dreams that always need proof They say “be patient” But patience has never been a country that would let me in. I have felt anger like firein my throatRising Burning Bitterness in my bones for ever
