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A message From an
Iraqi female prisoner
In the
name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful
A message
To my
family and all honest and honourable brothers in Al-Ramadi, Al-Khladia and
Al- Falluja, and to all honourable people of the world, God’s peace is upon
you.
God has
said in his holy book (In the Name of Allah, Most gracious, Most
Merciful)………
A message
from your sister Noor, who is sitting, in the Jewish prison at Abu-Ghraib. I
do not know where to begin, the pencil is standstill unable to express…..
Shall I describe for you the hunger and you are eating, or shall I describe
the thirst and you are drinking, or shall I describe the suffer of insomnia,
sleeplessness and you are sleeping, or shall I describe for you our
nakedness (nudity) and you are dressed. Brothers when we see your cars and
trucks passing by, transporting building materials, and when we read the
identity of your cars carrying the names of my people and my municipality I
say my people and my brothers have sold their sister with their money
(Dollars) but when I remember the honourable people I start crying for my
situation. What shall I describe for you about what is happening to us
around here, the mental suffering, the physical torture and the heavy handed
beating which we try to endure just to keep our honour and keep the vows.
Where are you our religious leaders? Have you forgotten the divine message
which was carried by our Prophet Mohammed? Have you forgotten us for the
sake of the Dinars paid for you by the Jewish? We shall bring you before
God, we are your pledge in your necks and you are responsible before God for
our destiny.
If this
message falls in the hands of religious clerics who are afraid of Almighty
God, it is their duty to read it to people from above of their pulpits.
Remember that you once were looking at your sisters in Palestine. We are
suffering a lot especially when we see the Jewish drinking alcohol and then
rape us like wild animals. You honourable people, how often you gonna die?!!
We are raped and tortured, our clothes are torn apart and we are hungry and
our stomachs are empty, who is coming to rescue us?!!!
I do not
want to say bye but before saying goodbye I would like to advice you to be
afraid of God, our wombs are carrying the bastards of the sons of bitches.
Before
saying goodbye I would like to ask the honourable people if you have weapon
please kill us and kill all of them inside the prison. Please do that,
please do that, please do that.
Your
sister
Noor
10-02-2004
Arabic Translation
Translated by Dijla Waheed
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