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Letter
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By
Mannal Ramadan 12/25/02
Did they ever haunt you in your dreams? Did you ever feel their pain? Can you hear the echo of their screams? Did you ever feel shame? When you pop that gunshot When you saw that bloody tear drop Still you didn’t stop When you saw the fear in their eyes And the blood in their cries. Did you ever ask yourself, Who is he leaving behind? A daughter or a son? Did it ever cross your mind? He might be an uncle, brother Or even a dad You took away their lives, Their freedom, everything they had. Does it make you happy? Does it make you proud? To force a grown man To strip in front of a crowd? Does the embarrassment and pain of others Bring joy to your face? You can’t imagine the pity I have for you You are a disgrace. Killing kids ages two and four You even killed younger You’re capable of killing more. You are not God To decide, when to take a life of another. You are the terrorist, a devil Like no other. In the eyes of America You are a “friend” a “peaceful man” How peaceful are you when the destruction of Palestine Is your master plan? America is surrounded By all your lies. You carry the blindfold That covers their eyes, From being able to see The true reality From being able to uncover Your true brutality. No matter how hard you try to destroy us, You still will not succeed. For our pride and love in God Is all we need, To survive this cruel war That you began. Leave us alone to live in peace in our home, This is our demand. May their cries for help Echo in your ears, May it fill your head ‘til it explodes And bring you to constant fear. The great God will punish you for all the pain You brought to the world, and all mankind. May He open the eyes of our beloved America And not make it so blind. Make it able to see That all we ever dreamed of Is for us to be free. Free from this devil, Who’s supposedly a man, Free to live peacefully In our homeland. Free to live a life Like you all live your own, Happy, peacefully, safe In our home.
* What inspired me to write this poem about Sharon was that anonymous poem called " Peace not war". I loved the way the poet/writer expressed his/her feelings in the poem. It's a shame that they don’t want their beautiful work to be known by giving their names, but that is their decision. It is a beautiful poem. Manal Ramadan.
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