Mother Tongues

I’m a wordsmith
But in Arabic
I don’t know
How to speak

Couldn’t find myself
To your home
Without stumbling
Through language

But no one at the airport
Would know I’m a poet
Nor would a shopkeep
Suspect me in English

Not now, at least
Do I know your tongue
But someday I will know
And it will lash me free

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