Monday Muses

Malala's Aim

By: Naima Mamataz

In the fights, in the arguments
she still didn't step back,
knowing something terrible will happen if she did,
knowing that this one fear will not harm her

She spoke and spoke,
not about nonsense
but about something that makes her an one of a kind person
and did not even dare to give up

the courage she had from her dad,
was the only support she needed
to change the lives of girls.

the only aim she wanted was to get girls educated,
but no,
the Taliban didn't want that to happen,
so they did something to cause fear in her,
shot her.

that one bullet could've made her weak,
the opposite happened,

it made her even stronger
the courage she had,
doubled,
the pain she got,
diminished

Her fight still went on,
her father's belief in her remained,
the world is now praising her,
for the voice she first raised,
for girls like her to get freedom,
for the pain she gained,
All these things was for her aim,
the freedom of,
education for girls.

She is a young brave girl,
an one of a kind person,
she is Malala Youfazi.

This poem is based on the aim of  what Malala Youfazi wanted. Her story inspired me a lot, and therefore I made an poem based on the struggles and aim she handled.


An poem I got inspired by was "My Childhood" By: Matthew Zapruder, and by getting inspired from that, I wrote an poem based on my childhood.

Naima's Childhood

By: Naima Mamataz

My first hands on a computer,
to my brother's first teachings

My first "out of the country trip",
to actually knowing my culture

My first friend promise,
to a first play date,

from my grandma passing away,
to tears spreading out from my eyes

The first time meeting my best friend,
to loving her dearly as a sister

From leaving old relationships,
to getting new ones,

From getting to know my other close friend,
to caring for each other

My old memories,  
to new ones,

From the past,
to now, the present