Today's poem is Unclaimed by Mohammed Moussa.
Unclaimed
My city refuses to wear my face, yet it is the one that disfigured it.
My city refuses to let me talk, yet it is the one that broke my silence.
My city revokes my language, yet it is the one that spelled out the world to me.
My city sheds my tent, yet it is the one that stole the roof over my head.
My city refuses to feed my children, yet it is the one that withheld the bread from their hands.
My city refuses to give back my years, yet it is the one that stole my future.
My city denies my birth, yet it is the one that announced my death.
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