David Hicks Poem by David Keig
David Hicks
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I now fear the sun and open spaces
I don’t see people – only faces
I don’t hear meaning – just the words
As if the shriek of angry birds
These days, I hear a noise and cry
Frightened I’m about to die
Since when it happened I don’t know,
For I was in Guantanamo.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: birds
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8/7/2026 11:28:50 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
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