The Reality of Guantanamo

Guantanamo Reality

To be exiled from reason, from family, from everything you’ve ever known and form everyone. To know that the only peace you will have form the atrocities that will befall you is the stone walls and floor that enclose you. Most of the authors that we have read about know why they can’t return home or know why they don’t fit in socially. The people of Guantanamo Bay are kept alone; their life is simply another form of death. A death where your cell is the grave and your warm flesh and pulsing blood is the coffin. Most don’t know why they’re there, they haven’t been charged with anything, but they are still facing the torture of a capture terrorist. With no rights and no encouragement, some have found an escape through poetry, but once the writing is over, their nightmare still exists.
Shaikh Abdurraheem Muslim Dost was a religious scholar, poet and journalist who was arrested twice, the second time he was never heard from again. Shaikh’s poem “They Cannot Help” stuck out from the rest. An educated man subjected to treatment not even befitting an animal touches upon human nature and how people act differently depending on what they believe and follow. A man accused of horrible, but un clarified atrocities has written a touching poem about the good and evil of people. Those who are charitable and honest will devote their lives, at all costs, to help others even of this means exile or worse. However, those who oppress others will have to answer for their sins eventually. Even though hope is bleak for Shaikh, he still believes that justice will prevail in the end and that everyone gets their just desserts in the end, due to the prevalence of integrity and honesty.