Poem: Defying Inhumanity

 A Palestinian Prisoner on HungerStrike

Tolerance to inhumanity was ceased,

His mortal body decided to plea,

''HungerStrike! HungerStrike!''

          He screamed.

To his loved ones he wrote in tears;

''I may not survive this fight,

But my cause will be clear,

Do not fear for this mortal body, mother

It shall soon be free''

And so the battle began,

Salt and Water are his only companions,

The mind, body and soul.

All at a fierce war,

Every second,

Every minute,

Every hour,

Every day,

He starves for food,

But his appetite for freedom conquers all,

His frigid body becomes weaker,

On it's own it tries to feed,

To keep this daring solider of justice on his feet,

The days go by,

And he can no longer stand,

His muscles are burned to the ground,

He can only gaze at this endless wall of gray,

And with his imagination he escapes,

He dreams of the sandy beaches of his homeland,

His mother whispers:

''Be strong my child,

Yes you can endure,

Think of us, we'll be united soon.

And we will celebrate you like no other groom''

He smiles in complete peace.

His breaths are slowing,

His heart is slowing,

And every organ starts to fail.

''Clinically dead'' they claim,

But the undeniable truth tells,

Medical facts are defied 

Logic is re-defined.

Dignity is defended.

Inhumanity is defeated

We scream. We pray. We fear. We watch.

And I can't help but wonder,

Is it enough?

Is it enough? 

Is it enough?