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remembering, and it bares the truth of what our children have been subjected to over there.
Originally posted on August 21 2005 by MiniMandaRuth
I re-read the line again and again, trying to make sense of it. I had just received it from one of my friends online. I knew that his cousin was in Iraq, and I knew that he was supposed to come home in about a month.
I clicked on the e-mail, hands almost shaking. I read the message, shaking my head.
"He was killed a few days ago. He was twenty. He was my best friend. He was a poet. He was a fighter. He was a believer. He was my brother. He was my parent. He was my rock. He was my heart. He was my hope."
That's all he said.
And now, I post this message, feeling tears once again come to my eyes.
No one can ever replace that cousin. No money, no oil, no... pride... can ever make up for that human life lost.
Before he died, he sent an e-mail home to him.
"I know that what I'm doing is right, or at least that's what I want to think. Everyday, I see people die, blown to pieces. Women, picking up children and husbands, most missing limbs and even their heads, crying.
I found myself weeping when a little boy, no older than five, sat beside his father and bawled. He did not know what had happened to his father, he did not know. When I walked over, I saw a country in his soulful eyes. They were dark, lost, broken. I asked him if he knew english. He nodded. He said, mostly in Iraqi, that his mom had been killed. He was an only child. His entire family had died. I gave him a hug. It was all I could do.
I miss you all. I hope that I can come home, and stay home. I hate this war. I hate what it is doing to all of us.
That little boy I was talking about... I forgot to mention... He died of starvation two days ago. I helped bury him, I was actually the only one doing it. I put a rock on top of the little mound, and wrote one word. The single word that all of us were waiting for:
'Freedom'
I feel like I'm trapped in Hell, like I'm stuck in a valley that I cannot get out of.
If death is the only freedom, then I hope that God gives it to me."
That was the last they heard from him.
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