marginalized alley

The rugged paths of Urwa 3

Author's name: Mahmoud Hamad

In its eternal cycle, the wheel of life grinds individuals and nations without discrimination, leaving behind dust for crawling creatures to feed on, and on its margins rich grains that escaped its crushing, planting their seeds in the free clay of the earth, to become fertile ears of corn, the value of which is only realized by foolish grinders during seasons of famine!
Although the "herd" claims to possess the "truth" spoken by those who run the mill of ignorance and triviality, the "truth" often lies hidden in the oppressed minds of the marginalized, and on their tied tongues.
In a marginalized male-dominated society, women are arbitrarily excluded by inherited tradition, but they defy the suppression of their freedom, the shackling of their will, the denial of their abilities, the rape of their desires, and the steadfastness of their living love amidst the fangs of abject poverty. They bear the burden of a complex, deep-rooted, proliferating, and baring-fanged injustice, and with it, childhood is crushed by misery and deprivation.
Marginalized people lost in the paths of the world, we know them, and others we do not know, exchanging among themselves the clothes of boredom in the evening when the bouts of depression subside, and others are marginalized, aware, bold, who have foreseen the horizon of dawn and have become the path, paying the best years of their lives, or losing their lives, as a price for their progressive, transformative ideas, and planting them in solid rock as seeds of prosperity, watered by their minds, ignited with awareness, with showers of their enlightened thought, breezes of passion from their souls, and steely determination from their arms, so that it becomes a homeland for them, without borders or restrictions!