Who will make me real?

Was I born of a lie
in a country that did not exist
Am I one tribe at the confluence of two opposing bloods?
But perhaps am not.
But of course am not,your equations prove it,
even while lowering my voice i do not hear the sea,
nor do I hear the light
Who will make me real?
Threatened therefore being,
Fearful,therefore frightening
Erect therefore a flame tree
Who will make me real?
poems of Love and War by Nadia Tueni
thanks to Maher
picture by Nikos Pilos http://www.nikospilos.com/galleries/gallery/gazas-children/