Sitting here, I can see that my time is almost up! The cell they have me in is five by five. There is a bucket in the corner for me to do my thing if I need to. The guards come by every once and a wile with there dogs and bang there night sticks on my bars. I can here screams down the way. At first I was afraid and felt very alone but now I find my self very much at piece. Now I have nothing but a pair of dirty under shorts to my name but soon I will be going home and have a huge feast in my honor. The Angel of the lord has come to comfort me several times now. My faith is very strong. It is funny how much we all took for granted when we had everything so when it started disappearing we really did not pay it no mind we convinced our selves it could be worse we still had this freedom or that freedom. We could have fought when it started. However, many of us were afraid to make waves. We were told that if we spoke out that there would be trouble so we stayed silent. Well those that did speak the truth were attacked and taken away. We in those days could not see what was going on we were asleep blinded by the lies on lies that made us all feel comfortable in the knowledge that we had some one to save us . From that, big bad closet monster known as terrorism. After nights and days of herring how in danger we all were. Then hearing that only the ones who were in change could save us from that huge beast known as weapons of mass destruction. We all were ready to sell our souls for safety. Those that offered it could ask us for the stars, moon, and sun and we would have given it to them just for piece of mind. Many of those that woke up early to the fact that know matter what we gave them they would want more. Started to shout out wake up. Do not believe the lies. But the men who worked for the beast had so many infiltrators.

Who would shut those that spoke the truth up! By gathering with them armies of like minded people. Who wanted power or who had always been just this side of having nothing so they all lined up like good sheep to be the first to bash the skulls of those who went against the grain? We were told let us not tolerate those that would seek answers other than what were given. We were told to be ignorant and follow even if it meant going against family or those we trusted all our lives. People could have stood up to this but they let it pass they were unable or to ignorant to read there past and it was all coming back to them. Pages taken right out of world war two was happening to those who were less than dedicated. That was the funny part for all the talk of education and getting kids to learn. For all the speeches of leaving know child be hind it seams that half the population was being dubbed down well the other half stated they did’t want to here about it they were ether to set in the Idea that they lived in America or they just did’t want to know that it takes a lot more to be an American than to be born on its soil. I guess as I think about it maybe every one could see and smell the change that was in the air they just did not want to believe that elected leader had more interests in other countries than his own people. It all started out as a money thing it all started out as who can get me richer. Many of us did not get the memo the day America was attacked by big money. It was the lie that was seen around the world. The lie that angered and destroyed lives forever. People never caught on until much to late I am ashamed to say. How funny it was that within hours of the great attack the authorities had names and many ideas on how it all went down but at the same time stopped every real investigation that could have pointed the finger at an inside job. You that are reading this may think this just a story but oh how true this really was. The words Iraq and weapons sent men to there recruiter stations believing in a cause to fight an enemy that they were told was a threat to all our freedoms The leader stood up on a pile of dead mans ashes and shouted in a blow horn that soon those that did this would here the might of a great giant. There were those that did here that might mostly innocent people who did not have anything to do with nothing a few tanks rolling by some kids on a dirt road as solders tossed them candy. Was the photo op they wanted us to see? Many bought it as we the United States were called liberators. As if, candy could stem the many deaths of parents and children. The Iraqi people suffered in those first days of the so-called shock and all campaign that Mr. Bush thought up. Was it to gain support from America saying look I’m doing my job or was it just evil? Many would say it was just evil I have always said it was more than that it was a mad man sent on fools the moon light just enters my sell in a small laser beam of light! I was lucky to get a cell with a crack in the wall during the day a beam of sun makes its way in. just enough for me to see. Although there is not much to see. I have counted almost every bump on the walls now. I some times stand in the light and try to remember what it was like to feel sand on my feet. To hear the ocean water splash up on the rocks. To feel the warmth of the sun on my face. I have know real way to juggle time. It is only by the sunbeam and moon light that I can guess night from day. I here many cries and gnashing of teeth in the other cells. I fear they have just left us here to rot and die. To wash there hands of us. I remember how we all through that what we had was going to last forever. However, the bible had to brake some time. My fellow prisoners and I just had the horrible luck to be alive in the years it popped. I sit and think how just a year ago; I was worried about gas prices and making my house payment. The food prices and loss of jobs were a huge wake up call to many of us. However, so many slept they did not want to see the truth. We the awake marched and protested. We had the misguided believe that it is right to protest. We believed in a piece of paper called the Constitution. It is laws are way of life. Sitting here on this cold damp floor. I laugh at the fact that how easy it was to just take our way of life away. We knew what was coming. Many of the protesters covered there faces. Because the cops now had video camera’s. They were pointing us out some of us were still under the idea that we had to obey the law. That those in uniform were enforcing the laws we were fighting for. A cloud must have just of past over the sun. The small beam has vanished and my cell is now pitched black. All I can smell is my piss bucket it is almost over flowing now. The guards have not come for four days. I wonder if they will ever come down here again. Thank god for the crack in the wall. When it rain it funnels small amounts of water in to my cell. So even though I hunger. I will not thirst to death. Well not now anyway. The air suddenly becomes cold. I think another one of us has passed away. The cries in the other cell have stopped. Now all there is this very still silence. I used to be afraid of the silence but now it comes as a blessing. I find as time goes on comfort in the quiet darkness. There are no screams. Screams that used to start me awake and cause cold sweat to run down my back as if some horror was killing some one and soon would come for me.
As I sit and remember those first days. How we were so stupid to believe just because they ware the Uniform did not make them right. Many who had the Uniform worked for the very Government that was taking our world from us? They sprayed us with chemicals and shot us with rubber bullets. We did nothing because we wanted to do things peacefully. . We wanted to follow the laws. Well at every turn, they broke them. However, we did nothing as they handcuffed us beat us. Hulled us away! Men who had given arms and legs. Fighting for this country. Treated as if they them selves had become the very enemy is that they gave limbs up to for the protection of this phantom word known as freedom democracy. Women children all taken away treated like terrorists. News stations lied 24 hours a day in a non-stop campaign to silence those of us who would question think! Saying all truths that was the name they called us it rolled off there tongs like shit. Must be stopped or just go away! Some reporters even said things like the truths need to be taken away to some obscure prison and just forgotten. Why would they say things like that had we already lost our freedoms of speech? This stuff could not happen again could it? This was stuff right out of world war two histories. This sounded like Hitler-ism. It was Hitler-ism. We as a country had just stepped back in history. Had not the world herd these hate speeches and recognized them for what they were? Was this America or some third world country. It was this day that the Bubble started to crack as many woke up many more were ether to afraid or just were under some strange hypnotic spell of pessimism.
I hear some thunder. The cries are starting again. I think it is a woman I call to her. I say Hello” Hello” Are you there/ Are you OK’? A long pause. No Answer Then I hears her voice. I almost cry it sounded like music! I had heard another voice in so Long. It simply says the words No’ my cell mate my sister. They brought her back with out her head. I suddenly feel that cold chill again run down my spine. Al I can think is Oh god in heaven helps us!
Morning a small breeze makes its way through the crack in my wall. I have been digging a bit in the floor of my cell my fingertips are raw and bloody but it was worth it I managed to dig a rock out. It is a small rock its round and smooth cold to the touch. If I suck on it. I hope that it will keep my mouth from drying out. Not much rain made it in my cell last night I think it was more a sprinkle than a down pour out side I would try to start shipping at the crack in the wall but I felt them when they brought me here. I am at a level that the drop may kill me. Alternatively, if I am under I may destroy the small water source I have. The girl calls to me. She asks are you there? I at first do not respond is she really calling me. The girl call to me again her voice is weak! Are you there she says? I respond yes I am still here. She starts to cry and asks me to talk to her. I say how they got you. She tells me her story. I was at home we were eating supper my sister and I. We heard the phone ring. I walked in to the living room to answer it then there was this person dressed in black he came smashing through my living room window. I heard my sister scream she ran in too the living several other men smashed in the wall of the house yelling Home Land Security. Under the patriot act, you are under arrest for sedition and speaking against your government in wartime. Undermining the words of the president of the United States. My sister tried to yell she had rights! A police officer smashed her in the face with his gun and shouted too her to shut the fuck up! Then they forced us down. In addition, I was tired. Well another Cop came up and kicked me in the ribs calling me a bitch. My sister was screaming as they took handcuffs out and slapped them on her wrists she yelled out something about the constitution. One of the cops told her to shut the fuck up again and said the constitution was a joke Another Cop started to tear at her pants trying to pull them down. I started screaming what are you doing I was punched in the face again and then they started tearing my clothing off as well. Once we were stripped, the cops yanked us up and marched us out of our home. My next store Neighbor who had known me for five years was standing out side I screamed for him to help me. However, I could see the fear in his eyes. He turned away as they through us in to the back of an army truck that had the words Homeland security on the side I said your supposed to protect us what are you doing again. They shouted back we protect real Americans not homegrown terrorists. Blood was running in my eye it was hard to see. As I finally was able to adjust my eyes, I saw that we were not alone. There were women and children in the back with my sister and me all nude and very scared I was sitting by a woman I had seen on the marches to Washington. She had lost a son in the Iraq war! Now she was stripped of her dignity and placed in the back of a cold army truck bound for god knows where. We made several other stops that day some men where pulled out of there homes and shot in there heads. Some were beaten so badly that they were coughing up blood when they got tossed in the back of the truck I was yelling at so many people on the street saying there are only a few of them What’s wrong with you people rise up do something for gods sake help us! However, they walked, looked, and did nothing. Some even pointed and laughed. I started to cry. When we got here, they pulled my sister out, one of the bastard’s drugs her to the ground, and started to rape she as she screamed other solders joined in. I tried to help but was kicked and punched I must have been hit real hard I woke up here. My sister was in the corner I tried to console her. However, all she would do is screaming. The fuckers dragged her out of here four days ago then yesterday they brought her body back. Those bastards cut off her head and they brought her back to me. Oh, my poor baby sister what did they do to you. I sat and listened to her story and started to cry. If I ever get out of here, I vowed these mother fuckers would pay.
It was two days later that I got my chance I could here alarms going off! Then for a moment, I thought my eyes were playing a trick on me in the dark. Some one ran by my sell yelling is any one alive down there. I started to yell I am here I am alive oh god I am alive. This happy like dude was standing at my cell door he said shit brother I almost missed you hold on dude I am going to get you out of there. I said there is a girl down there in the cell just down there. The Guy said No brother there is not I said what you mean she has to be down there. The Hippie dude said my friend just dead down there. He opened my cell and I ran down to the girls cell and fell on my knees the girl was dead she died from thirst. Oh, god why I shouted The Happy Guy said grieve later brother we have to move. We got a revolution going on and Brother let me tell you world war 3 is here! You want pay back then get off your knees and take this Gun. If you love, America now’s the time to take here Back now is the time to join the Revolution!