I miss my son on a November morning
Where the sun rises a little late
Where the dark allies of our house
Were met with him smiling like a lit moon
I miss my son on a November afternoon
Where he used to come in and hug me
When he walked through the door
And on a November night
Where he used to sit by my side
Looking at me asking with his eyes
If I was O.K
On this November morning
And many hundred of mornings
You are kept
Underground
Secluded in your cell
Between four barren walls
Cement only around you
Not even a small rose to smell
Or a lit in a window cell
To see the sun when it rises
Across from you are corporations
Benefiting from your torture
People not far don't know you are there
Don't know how a mother cries
Her screams come out during the wee hours of the night
They don't know that an innocent young man's life
Is wasted for the greed
Of the one percenters
And the greed carries on
And a young man sits counting the seconds that pass by
In a cell as small as a bathroom
Where many Muslim men are kept
Repeated history of the past
Reincarnated images of oppressors
Like Hitler and Stalin seem to pass
Laws to torture the innocent
The gray hair that seemed to creep up on me
And wrinkles under my worried eyes
A heart that pumps with exhaustion
And nights interrupted with dreams
Of you in shackles and me screaming
For someone to take them off
I reach out to grab you but for some reason I can't
Waking up so many times at night
And worrying
Made my steps so heavy
Made my heart convulse with pain
Because your pain is my pain
A strand of hope keeps me alive
Waiting for that silhouette of yours
To walk through the door
If I were to walk barefooted over a bed of hot stones
Posted by Mother Laila Sep 8, 2012
Would you notice my grief?
Would you notice how every molecule in me has died
Except for one tear
That had escaped from my eye
Evaporated into a mist
That traveled across the oceans
Brought forth by a passing cloud
To be dropped into the Dead Sea
Causing every decaying fossil to come alive
If I were to walk barefooted across a bed of hot stones
Would you still ask me to laugh?
Would you dare to ask me to laugh
When my heart is in pain
When my blood that flows heavily
Through my veins
Ache
When my heart feels that it is stomped
And tossed between the hooves of cattle in a rodeo
And the sun rises and it's another day
And the sun sets and it's another day
Yet you still are away
Sitting alone in your cell
For Obama's political game
And the sun rises and it's another day
And the sun sets and it's another day
What have they gained from chaining my heart?
No one has learned from the lessons of the past
I grieve for my son tell every cell in me has fainted
Til every drop of blood in me has seeped
Into the earth
Mixing with stones that are slapped by the waves
Bleached by the sun's scorching rays
If I were to walk barefooted like a firewalker
Over a bed of hot stones
Maybe then one will notice
The pain that emanates from me
Maybe then one will free the oppressed
Maybe then mother's pains will be accounted for
Maybe then drones will stop dropping on innocent children
Maybe then the world will come to an end
Nobody knows how much this hurts!!!
No body knows that everyday I cannot sleep and if I do,
it is only minutes and I am awakened by nightmares!!
Why would my own country do this to my son and I?
Why would they take an innocent young man and put him in jail?
I know that prosecutors and Judges need cases to make money but come on now!!
They don't have to go to this extent and fabricate things just to make money and cause innocent people so much grief!
Everyday I spend hours on the computer trying to find someone that might be able to help my son!
Every day I pray for hours that my son will be released soon and back in my arms!
Every day I pray for the truth to come out and for all the people who caused me this for them to wake up and have a conscious!
My son is in constant lock down in a room probably the size of your bathroom! Where is justice?
Where is humanity?
Where are the people with conscious?
My tears are stuck constantly in my throat and I try to suppress them especially when I am at work!
My life is on pause now because I cannot function properly!
