My Hope For A Better Past Poem by Mustafa Arar

My Hope For A Better Past



Now is the time
I promise myself with all my heart

I forgive myself!
All my past, good and bad

I give up!
My hope for a better past

I choose!
Happiness not righteousness

I choose!
Not anger but joy

I choose!
Freedom, not imaginary shackles

And I love my destiny!
Oh my conjoined twin
Oh my only truth

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