Through the eyehole of this little cell of mine I can see the trees all smiling at me The rooftops crowded with my family The windows breaking into tears for me prayers for me Through the eyehole of this little cell of mine I see your bigger cell just fine Poem is by Samih Al Qasim Titled The End Of A Discussion With A Prison Guard

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