Samara, another poor women in cell facing imprisonment and torture without any trial shares a poem with
the other shadow women ( what they called themselves) ; a poem "that had been etched on the wall by a suffering and dying women".
“They took me away
from my home
They slapped me when I
cried out for my children
They imprisoned me
They accused me of
crimes I had never committed
They interrogated me
with their harsh accusations
They tortured me with their cruel hands
They stubbed
cigarettes on my flesh
They cut out my tongue
They raped me
They cut off my
breasts
I wept alone, in pain
and in fear
They sentenced me to
die
They staked me on the
wall
I begged for mercy
They shot me between
my eyes.
They dumped my body in
a shallow grave
They buried me without
a shroud
After my death, they
discovered I was innocent.”The Poem is an extract book 'Mayada' written by author Jean Sasson and by Bantam Books
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