We are Kurds

We are Kurds The challenge becomes explaining you with a language that encompasses your love. We grew from your roots, stems across the land that have become petals of your ancestry. We have woven ourselves int...

I am nameless/Ez bê navim

I am nameless/Ez bê navim I am the last Emperor of the Ayyubid dynasty. I am the shadow of greatness, the companion of resistance. With my sword I fought tyrants and kings of the near East and the West. But I a...

Echoes of my mother

Memories of my elementary school days consisted of a reoccurring theme: role models. Teachers would always ask, “Who is your role model?” At the tender age of 10, the concept of role models and mentors was alie...

Genocide and Lyrics: Music after death

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t1xIgLja3pU To survive we write, we record, we capture and disseminate, we transcribe and translate. Survival comes not just with a second chance at life, but it comes in the for...

The Four

Every day the Four would rise with the glowing sun that brightened their mornings with its light. The four children lived happily and free with their mother, who had been left to raise them on her own with the ...