Last wordsA Poem by Basmakyah BorzIn time, they will release the video containing my last words. I will smile, but you will not see the joy and mirth radiating from my face as I know the hour of my departure draws ever nearer. Look to the West Bank, to Raqqah, to Fallujah, to Tehran, to Kabul, to any of the cities I left pieces of my heart for answers concerning my last seconds with believers, with my family here in this world. Look there for my reasons of why I did the things I did. - - - - - - I look to leave as he left, with a love and a life so much greater than any open-air prison could ever hold. God takes all the bad emotions out of us when we get to Heaven (if we get there) so we won't be mad if we see someone we didn't like when we were alive. So I'm looking forward to it, to seeing him. I'll forget the damage done, the irreversible harm, the pain, the brokenness, and the grudge - and I'm going to run into his arms like he never hurt me.
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