GUANTANAMOBOY

you thought you were just a kid
but you aren´t anymore
you´re nothing

not even a cottonslave
busy saying ”yes, massa”
producing the fabric
for the free

you´re a terrorist
by association
our freedom
is your annihilation

don´t try to sleep
don´t try to speak
you´re the nightmare
of the free

freedom of speech
is without reach
the free press
is busy

doing other things
every cheating soapstar crisis
being a human missile crisis

ever more important
than you
guantanamoboy
poor boy

no one will buy you
no one will miss you
no need to even

dis´ you
let faraway muslim mothers
try to kiss you

inevitable truth
never proven
the machine of justice
never foolproof

not for you
your guilt
is by association

not even a court-martial
no, not for the Earthmarsian
lost in the wilderness

of a strange name
the free world can´t pronounce
not even
to denounce

you´re the fool
that chose
the wrong planet
to breathe

the faceless picture in the mirror
is nothing but the truth
is nothing but you