Here’s an interesting entry: a poem about the atrocities in Darfur written by the Green Party candidate for Ottawa South – Dr. Qais Ghanem. According to his campaign, “Dr. Ghanem is an ardent activist for the human rights of all people, no matter the ethnicity or religion.”


When did I ever choose to be born
In the heat and the dust of Darfur?
My young mother, barely sixteen
So pure, has been taken like a whore
Never chose to be raped that dark night
By two men then by three then by four
Or to carry that deep shame many months
While the world all around was at war
To give birth to this skinny bag of bones
In whose lips withered breasts cannot pour
Too feeble to fend off all the flies
Off my eyes, off my nose, off my sore
Dancing around as death draws ever close
Who can know what misery is in store
Flapping wings buzzing deep in my ear
In my shack I can never shut the door
They seem happy slurping at my tear
While they wait for my flesh, I am sure
When you next see my face on TV
And you wonder if there is any cure
Take a look at your child, then at me
Is my life worth living any more?

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