Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Stoning Iraqi Women

By Tina Ehrami
December 20, 2006
Submitted to WFAFI

There is no saviour
From the soil,
That swallowed you like quicksand.
Don't blame Mother Earth,
She damns humanity tonight.

There is no saviour
When your hands are tied,
And your body suffocates, cold and dark,
While your head is left out to bleed.

There is no saviour
From the sharp stones that hit your face
Until your crimson blood enrages the madman,
So he can empty his bucket of guilt over your virgin veil

There is no saviour
When the stars and the moon turn their backs
To hide away from this orgy of insanity
Don't blame the sky,
She cries for all you, your sisters and mothers.

There is no saviour
When your face is gone and your scream
Reaches only as far as the valley of the deaf
And the only thing that remains,
Are the seconds of your sobs echoing in our ears.

This poem is from the website http://www.wfafi.org

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