– Last night,
A tea cup was snatched from one of them
That you were found starving and hungry
Said you to our comrades
We too were also hungry and starved
– Had you ever prayed or meditate?
Had you ever met with your children?
Had you ever done chores for your mother?
Had you ever freed yourself?
And still you stayed with us
To protect and to serve?
– May you rest in peace
You had suffered too much
You had prayed and you had stood
To free the prisoners but
You became a prisoner of conscious yourself
You had been abused
You had been chained
While protecting the underage prisoners around us
Then you were beaten to death
This was rule less
The was law less
Even in Abu Ghraib
Seven of the torturers were prosecuted
Here, there 23 of them
Never being found guilty
We were that weak and feverish
That the sparrow was chased
Nobody dared to scare the crow away
Here, my ghost
You never bowed
You never withdrew
You were the one
Who switched from the enemy
To sided with us
Here, my ghost
On the wall of the prison
You were deserved to be curved your own greatness
Like the shining stars on the sky
There stretched your blood scatter
Here, my ghost
You will not be the one to witness such
But
We would be home soon
Were you still be left behind
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