Mumia Abu Jamal

Oh homing pigeons

flying freely over this open space, deliver this apology mail

to Mumia Abu Jamal.

I am sorry for …

Not knowing you.

Not praying for you.

Not thinking of you.

For this and that ,

for every day I lived and I didn’t move forward to freeing you.

These shackles I didn’t remove.

These tears I didn’t dry.

These pains I didn’t heal.

Justice will peacefully come.

There is ease after hardship.

I am sorry



About Samra

Poet and fundraiser for humanitarian causes. Lives in London
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