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11 December 2014
The former US vice-president Dick Cheney has defended the CIA torture programme as ‘absolutely, totally justified’ —The Guardian
We all remember the towers collapsing
over and over again on our TV screens,
crumbling downwards in clouds of smoke,
and the tiny figures falling, falling.
We all recall the following reports
of all those cell phone messages.
'I love you,' they all said, the most important
last-chance truth to tell before they died.
Now you claim it was in their name
you committed.... Torture; who does that?
How do you choose, how do you train
those who will coldly perform cruel harm?
What startles me is the fuss of surprise
now that the facts are out. Surely,
didn't everyone know? I did! I only
had to look at the Aussie they returned.
He came back broken. And the other,
the one they kept so much longer,
his health will never recover from years,
yes, years of — say it — torture.
News flash, CIA: you can't get
useful information from innocent men.
This country is their home and it's mine:
so they are family. My anger is not done.