ghada. 18. muslim. canada. lebanese. hip hop head. old school. new school. underground. mainstream.
they ask us why we mutilate each other like we do, & wonder why we hold such little worth for human life. to ask us why we turn from bad to worse, is to ignore from which we came. you see, you wouldn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete had damaged petals. on the contrary, we would all celebrate its tenacity; we would all love its will to reach the sun. well, we are the roses, this is the concrete, & these are my damaged petals. don't ask me why. thank God. ask me how.