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Guantánamo Suicide
Letter Declassified
And Released by The U.S.
Jumaa's Suicide Letter
In fact, I don’t know where to begin... or how to begin… Josh,
Khaled the interpreter… I feel very sorry for forcing you to see…It
might be the first time in your life… to see a human being who
suffered too much… dying in front of your eyes…I know it is an awful
and horrible scene, but…I really feel sorry for you. There was no
other alternative to make our voice heard by the world from the
depths of the detention centers except this way in order for the
world to re-examine its standing and for the fair people of America
to look again at the situation and try to have a moment of truth
with themselves… why was no conclusion reached with regard to the
detainees in Guantanamo, Cuba until now? Till when this tragedy will
continue? When will it end after all these years, and when will the
detainees go back to their homelands, families, wives and children?
When will this tragedy cease to continue… till when? The detainees
are suffering from the bitterness of despair, the detention
humiliation and the vanquish of slavery and suppression…
Josh, Khaled: Actually I spent nice hours with you… even though they
were full of talking about my agonies, pains and grieves… I hope you
will always remember that you met and sat with a “human being”
called “Jumah” who suffered too much and was abused in his belief,
self, in his dignity and also in his humanity. He was imprisoned,
tortured and deprived from his homeland, his family and his young
daughter who is in the most need for him for four years…with no
reason or crime committed. Remember that there are hundreds of
detainees in Guantanamo –Cuba – they are in the same situation of
suffering and misfortune. They were captured, tortured and detained
with no offense or reason. Their lives might end like mine… When you
remember me in my last gasps of life before dying, while my soul is
leaving my body to rise to its creator, remember that the world let
us and let our case down… Remember that our governments let us down…
Remember the unreasonable delay of the courts in looking into our
case and to side with the victims of injustice… Remember that if
there were people who are actually fair and who defend justice and
defend the victims of injustice and if there are judges who are
fair, I wouldn’t have been wrapped in death shrouds now and my
family –my father, my mother, my brothers and sisters, and my little
daughter – would not have to lose their son… forever… but what else
can I do?
Take some of my blood… take pieces of my death shrouds... take some
of my remains…take pictures of my dead body when I am placed in my
grave, lonely…send it to the world.. to the judges…to people with
live conscious… to people with principles and values, “the
fair-minded”…
To make them carry the burden of guilt in front of the world for
this soul that was wasted with no guilt it has ever done…
To make them all carry this burden in front of the future
generations for this wasted soul that has done no sin…
To make them carry this burden of guilt in front of history for this
soul that was wasted with no reason…
After this soul has suffered the worst by the hands of “the
protectors of peace and the callers for democracy, freedom, equality
and justice”…
There, in the very far east, at the other end of the ocean… there in
the east… how many fathers, mothers, wives, siblings, children and
other family members who are crying now for their imprisoned
children at Guantanamo Bay –Cuba… Why…Why do they have to suffer the
agony of separation and swallow the bitterness of deprivation from
having their sons…
I am not the only one suffering …this anguish…my family is very much
suffering too… My little daughter whom they destroyed her spirit
because of my detention and having me taken away from her... sends
me letters saying: “Dad please come to me… please come back to
me...all the girls in my school have dads, except me?!... Dad, I
need you...I want you to come back to me...please come back for my
sake...
In fact, I don’t have an answer to her question…The answer to her
question is there, with “the fair minded people”...
Josh... Khaled: At this moment, I see death looming in front of me
while writing this letter…Death has a bad odor that cannot be
smelled except by people who are going through the agony of death
only.
Josh... Khaled: farewell… farewell with no hope of you seeing me
again…I thank you for everything you have done for me, but I have a
final request…
Show the world the letters I gave you…let the world read them…Let
the world know the agony of the detainees in Cuba…
Note: I wrote this letter on the same date shown, but I was
surprised that Khaled, the interpreter, did not show. I really
wanted to see him before I leave this life…I have decided not to
make any changes to this letter that was meant to talk to you and
Khaled, out of respect to my faithful friend Khaled...(same day at
night).
Prisoner of Deprivation / Jumah Abdel Latif Al Dossari
Guantanamo Bay, Cuba
(Signature) Friday, 10/14/2005
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