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Verse Broken for generations from ancestral lands, Where mythical beings (now strangers to me) Enchant and bring meaning to lives And breathe the fresh air of here and now: A world as full of sciences as stars above; I roam the earth: a child turned nomad.
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Verse Broken for generations from ancestral lands, Where mythical beings (now strangers to me) Enchant and bring meaning to lives And breathe the fresh air of here and now: A world as full of sciences as stars above; I roam the earth: a child turned nomad.
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Verse Robbed of the wisdom of my ancestors, Which was hidden in melodies of native songs, I have learnt, forgotten, learnt, and forgotten From written signs that smell of authority So often that I lose myself in their worlds and I know not where I am nor what I observe.
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Verse Here, then, I am: unknown to me or my forebears. Lost in symbols from outside my world, I scramble to collect scraps that I make sense of And build my castle, hoping that I dazzle You into believing that I stand on solid ground.
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Mahboob, A. (2023). I Stand on Solid Ground. In: Writings on Subaltern Practice. Palgrave Macmillan, Cham. https://doi.org/10.1007/978-3-031-43710-6_9
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