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How I wish you would know me better.
I cannot pass all your tests
I am not old or strong enough
My small hands wipe my tears
My small feet walk in this terrible land
My weak shoulders carry such pain
Take my soft hands and tell me
How can I strengthen my spirit and my prayer?
Like that mother, when her child is born,
she takes her hands and
and teaches her how to live in this land
and how to raise her hands in prayer.

By Farida Fa