Prisoner in GUANTANAMO BAY
I would like to dedicate this to all the detainees in guantanmo that commit no crime except that their opinions or religions didn’t suit the former American policy

Is this apiece of hell?
I have nothing to tell

Torment me as you like
And on my naked body tread and hike

Force me to stay up all the night
Threaten me to blacken my sight

Tie me lashes with my brow
Let the drowsiness from my eyes flow

Let your slaps smash my face
Your acts won’t scratch my grace

You can kick me and on me spit
But that won’t shake me a little bit

Fill my chamber with poisoned insects
Your bites have more fatal effects

Make be on my knee for a week
I won’t your mercy seek

Dress my body with color orange
I can’t your malicious intention change

Put my head into water and let me drown
Whip me and make me from your lashes moan

Try your innovation in my torture
Treat me as if iamnot living creature

You can throw up in my food
You can deprive from my manhood

Inject hallucination needle in me
And allusion shadows see

Put me in electric chair won’t change my attitude
And in this fortune storm I will show my unique fortitude

But please let me talk to my kids
Let me know their needs

Let me hear my wife voice
Let me be intoxicated with my children noise

Give me a chance to pray for my god
To thank him for every think ihave got

Let me the holy book peruse before I die
Iwant the god name to accompany my last sigh

Dear Merna

what is really interesting about your poems is that you easily assume
and take up the personality you are talking about

Moreover, reading your acurrate description makes the reader feel like he is
living the situation and not only reading about it

Thanks alot for sharing your talent with us

Best wishes

Judy