I. A Daughter Tells: Poem by Sarmad Al-Timimi

I. I am sorry and I apologise on behalf of what my mother did..and not any apology or words can not explain my regret.
He thought that when I left I didn't care.. every day Of my life I begged my mother to tell me the truth and I kept asking her if she did all this because maybe she hated him.. but she kept telling me that she didn't hated him and that it was just because I was in his way of his happiness and he wanted me to leave to start his life.. my mother knew how much I loved him cuz he saw how he made me the happiest girl alive and leaving him was killing me slowly.. how stupid was I to believe them and not talk to him and being deceived by my mother and uncle.. how will I ever forgive myself.. although I have forgiven my mother and maybe.. if he know how cruel my mothers childhood was he would maybe understand, at age 14 during the war, she witnessed how her mother stepped on a land mine and lost her legs and died, and I think something in that little girl died too..the evil war took her mother, her warm home and dreams..the war destroyed her like she did with me.. she forced me to keep away from him by deceiving me.. but she never ever could Stop me from loving him..after he left her..her mother is the only home she has, a home from iron…