Asmaa - Miracle Poem

Like a butterfly flying, escaping the shadows of death

Towards the suns of freedom

Spider webs surround me

So I ascend with my delicate wings

To my last breath

Trying to reach

The light at the end of the tunnel

I am Asmaa, the miracle of the sky

A miracle for me and my people

And my city that captures my soul

Every day with its misfortune

I am a miracle.