Worried
Khawla Badwan
He said he’s been worried about me
I know it’s hard to watch the news
You hear the lies and how they abuse
Hard to sit still, hard not to refuse
He said he’s been worried about me
You can never enjoy a meal
Your old recipes must be a big deal
They taste great except they don’t heal
He said he’s been worried about me
I bet you no longer read stories
Fed up with fantasies and glories
Tired of dialing numbers and all the furies
He said he’s been worried about me
Your heart looks dislocated
Your voice sounds suffocated
Your words, oh my, irritated
He said he’s been worried about me
I couldn’t tell him this is all true
Listened silently feeling shaky and blue
I’m fine, I lied, and he knew
I know it’s hard to watch the news
You hear the lies and how they abuse
Hard to sit still, hard not to refuse
He said he’s been worried about me
You can never enjoy a meal
Your old recipes must be a big deal
They taste great except they don’t heal
He said he’s been worried about me
I bet you no longer read stories
Fed up with fantasies and glories
Tired of dialing numbers and all the furies
He said he’s been worried about me
Your heart looks dislocated
Your voice sounds suffocated
Your words, oh my, irritated
He said he’s been worried about me
I couldn’t tell him this is all true
Listened silently feeling shaky and blue
I’m fine, I lied, and he knew
Dr Khawla Badwan is a Palestinian-British academic whose scholarship explores language and social justice in education. She completed her BA in English Literature and Linguistics at the Islamic University of Gaza which was completely destroyed by Israel during the ongoing Gaza Genocide. Khawla holds a doctorate in Education. Her poetic screams are an attempt to use language to feel and bear witness.
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