TAKE THE MIC

Your voice is a sound the world hasn’t heard yet.

Wallah I’m tired of acting like life is fine. Every corner, kids begging, faces full of dust and dreams. We scroll, we laugh, we forget. But my heart can’t. Maybe someone can make them feel what I feel.

Aicha, 19

Casa

My baba spent his life fixing other people’s houses. Never had one of his own. That’s the story of too many. Sometimes I wonder if our silence is the real poverty.

Karim, 26

Marrakech

They say I talk too much. But if I don’t, who will speak for me? I’m not angry — I’m just tired of being told to calm down when I’m just being real.

Sara, 17

Rabat

My brother went to the sea and never came back. They call it hijra, I call it heartbreak. I wish someone could turn this pain into something that breathes again

Youssef, 30

Tanger

People say ‘be strong,’ but no one says how. Anxiety, sadness, silence — they all eat you alive here. Maybe one day we’ll talk about it loud, without shame.