Prisoner Of Conscience

R Richard Wlodarski
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Vanunu, Morocco mourns and cries out your name As you cry yourself to sleep in that cold dungeon Which is neither fit for man nor animal A cage that robs you of your dignity Vanunu, you are own flesh and blood A loved brother of humanity A native son of Morocco And adopted son of Israel Vanunu, you are the naïve politically active student Who believes in equal rights for his brothers and sisters The disillusioned soul who once lost his way And prayed to God and found his way back again Vanunu, you are a simple man with a far too complex plan You are an enemy of The State- -International Hero One who has shown courage and self-sacrifice Disarming his own freedom for his conscience Vanunu, you have awakened the world to the terror that exists within Your own eyes have witnessed the nuclear bombs and weapons of mass destruction And rather than to hide under the pitiful blanket of secrecy You searched your conscience and found the morally correct road for Israel

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