For Jadida Kalim
We have entered the night to tell our tale
For it is then that we can come out
It is then that we are accepted
And real
During the day we are expected
To show ourselves only to be chastised
We are expected to leave our homes
And face the danger that lurks outside
But in the early hours of the morning
We come out to play
To meet friends from across the globe
To help those in need of an ear
To hear their woes
During the day we are occupied
With ink-filled papers and
Ink-filled minds
Pens grow out of our hands
Formulas spill out of our eyes
But when the sun begins to set
I can meet you over text, my friend
And forget for a while
That you're somewhere away from here, some thousands of miles
© Mika Datadin
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Grade 11
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