When the despised one writes
of his childhood in Pakistan—remembering his father
home from his work in a faraway land,
cooking cumin-scented rice and sweetened lamb,
then scooping with his fingers, portions
into his son’s mouth, he is offering us
his father’s full humanity which birthed his own.
I know my tax money helped pay for this man’s torture
by my fellow countrymen.
What can I offer him? What can I offer them?
What can I offer you?
That will help restore the balance broken
in our hurt and fear, so healing,
love and respect
can flow between us all?
*https://www.hachettebooks.com/titles/mansoor-adayfi/dont-forget-us-here/9780306923876/ “Mansour Adayfi’s memoir Don’t Forget Us Here tells two coming-of-age stories in parallel: a makeshift island outpost becoming the world’s most notorious prison and an innocent young man emerging from its darkness.”
Oh Sue, thank you for this reminder of the Gitmo prisoners’ humanity and life stories and of the sins committed on our behalf.
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