Invincible

By Masoma Mohamadi

A woman walks in the depths of darkness, carrying the pain of history, and 

with every step her eyes are filled with untold stories and silent hopes.  

Her hands are scarred by the wounds of war,  

but still, she stands – hopeful for a better tomorrow.

In the freezing winters, her heart remains warm, and still, she dreams 

of freedom, where one day, her hands will touch the sky.

The Afghan woman, in her roles as mother, wife, and daughter, 

has a story of courage in every part of her being.

Hope lives in her eyes, even as the river of tears continues to flow.  

The Afghan girl’s heart is free, though her hands may be tied.

The Afghan woman, like the mountains,  bears the weight of suffering and injustice,  

but she will always hold on to hope, hope for freedom from this pain and inequality.

We are invincible.

18 year old Masoma was a 10th-grade student when restrictions were imposed on girls’ education in Afghanistan. These limitations deeply affected her, and as a representative voice for Afghan women and girls, she chooses to express her pain and hopes through poetry and art.

Accompanying Masoma’s reading of her poem is a painting also done by the talented 18 year old. 

A message from Masoma to all of us – 

“The only thing that gives me a sense of comfort and helps me share the pain in my heart—as a girl who has suffered in Afghanistan—is writing poetry. Through poetry, I try to ease my stress and find inner peace. I also want to show other Afghan women that we are not alone in these difficult times. We stand together, support each other, stay strong, and never give up.”

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