
My brain is multilingual,
my heart is multicultural,
my life is multidimensional,
I exist for I dissolve in all.
You barely speak one language,
ramble doctrines from one dead book,
can’t see beyond the customs of your tribe,
yet you say, your truth is the cosmic truth!
Fanaticism is compensation for insecurity,
supremacy is compensation for inferiority.
Over a hundred books, thousands of sonnets,
half a thousand limericks, half a thousand
free verse poems, yet I still say, I’m incomplete.