Liberate It !



Liberate them. Liberate this. Liberate it...
Shackles have wounded the soul, torn it apart
Chains embedded in wrists, dug into ankles, around heads,
like some embedded reporter...

Fighting the nightmare only to realize it is real,
it happened, it is happening...

No delegations à la Kerry visited,
No Pelosi came by,
No EU took photos...

Cover it up, cover it up...
Throw a blanket, a cloth,
Make it White...as white as snow.
No, better, dump them...

Mass graves, rivers, anonymous tombs...
Who will know ?
Who will speak ?
Who will testify ?
Sand thrown over dunes of blood and tears
Only the winds and the sky bore witness...

And the rest ?
Silent as stone,
as rock, as gravel, as rubbles...

The walls screamed,
The trees wept
The pavements wailed
The fields cried
The rivers agonized
The morgue full, pregnant
without a whisper...

And the rest ?
Silent...Silent...Silent.

No security Council condemned
No lawyers filed suits
No war Crimes warrants were issued
No convoys arrived...

The courts are empty
The chairs vacant,
The judge, invisible...

Forgotten, forgotten, forgotten,

Hurry up, cover, cover...
Hurry up...

No need to cover,
No need to hide,
Take them all out.

From dust to dust
From nothing to nothingness,
Vacant, absent...gone.

Do you know his name ?
Does she have a number ?

Tattoos are erased,
peeled off with the skin
No Identity,
Who will recognize It ?

It. Is it an It ?
Or a She, maybe a He
Or it is Them ?

Them who ?
Where is the name?
Where is the number?
Any fingerprints ?
No Sir, just shadows
Take them all out.

Liberate Them
Liberate It...





Painting : Iraqi female artist, Betool Fekaiki.

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