Blindfolded roughly till my eyes wept raw.
Immersed my head in water till I could breathe no more.
Imprisoned in a cage, my limbs deformed so sore.
Not once proven guilty, yet endless torture to endure.
My limp body yanked into unbearing heat,
forcing me to meet the sun’s glare.
A single fleeting look and I’m tied to brass strips,
strapped with shackles on an iron chair.
Like the stormy sea,
my mind and body are crashing waves trembling with anguish.
However much pain is inflicted,
my soul they can never tarnish.
Haunting screams linger with me forever,
echoing wails whirl through me, fading never.
For every single drop I bled,
I only hope my sins were shed.
I ask you all to raise your hands and say
Free the innocent ghosts of Guantanamo Bay.