This is an apology for all…
The funny whose jokes are overshadowed by sadness.
The family-oriented who can’t see their nephew graduate.
The misunderstood who can’t show their legitimate beliefs.
The innocent who are painted as violent, unjust, or villainous.
The dedicated whose crafts will be destroyed before their finish.
The capable who are given more restrictions that weigh them down.
The creative who will never pick up another paintbrush, pen, or camera.
The trapped who have had their ticket to freedom ripped out of their fingers.
The loving who will be across the world from their sister while she is getting married.
The kind who are readily met with guns pointed in-between their eyebrows.
The faithful who can no longer see the light at the end of the ominous tunnel.
The charming who get turned away before they can flash their brilliant smiles. The forgiving who are given nothing but punishments for the actions of others.
The aspiring doctors, teachers, or parents whose lives were cut off or thrown off course.
The eloquent whose thoughts will have to be shared in diaries instead of at universities. The confident who get put down until they would rather stare at the ground than at a mirror.
The brave – the ones who perilously fought for their country, who can’t receive their medals or see their families after a long, hard battle.
The humans who are treated like less than they are, and much less than they deserve.
This is for all those in Iran, Iraq, Syria, Yemen, Sudan, Somalia, and Libya who have faced injustice, not just from every-day Islamophobia, but blatant xenophobia from the leaders of a so-called “great” nation.