Poem by the Daughter of Guantanamo Detainee, Shaker Aamer
Tony Blair It’s not fair
My Dad is there Where he cannot dare
To have a fresh air Of the world out there
You don’t see his tears You don’t really care
My eyes just stare To the freedom that we share
In a cage that is bare There is nothing to spare
My eyes cannot bear To see what they wear
He deserves to be here With me in my prayer
I want him with me near So I can take care
Of a father that is rare To be found anywhere
Daughter of Shaker Aamer
8 Years Old
19/11/05