Untitled Poem by Lubna Hazeem

When simplicity multiplies
When our world magnifies
We discover what we deny
The rooted source of life

That we're all untitled
And we're all not idoled
But our love is vital
When we're all untitled
So.....

Rip the pain out of your chest
Let's a play a beat of solid breaths
Slowly rising, rising from the dead.....
Above the noise that covers our heads...
Love is light, love is fire
Love burns when it's most desired...
So let's sing the tune.....
Love to the loveless....
Love to the breathless...

Who are all untitled....
In a full white page....
We are all untitled.....
With our love to exchange....
So let's bring them home....
Let's bring the loveless home....
Oh......