Birminhum

Where I come from it rains a lot,

Where I come from the homeless get rained on a lot,

Where I come from buildings get plastered before our wounds do,

Where I come from the poets speak a lot,

Where I come from it doesn't snow at all,

Where I come from older voices get heard a lot,

Where I come from age = maturity

Where I am going is unknown

But I know, with my age I will come to know.

Amerah Saleh

Spoken word artist. Head of Creative Learning at Beatfreeks. Loves bowties and creating change (not in that order).