some, Im told, call you
The Blind Man of Baxter.
Youve refused food since mid-November
but say you are not on a hunger strike.
You have not sought publicity.
Are you blind to the fear of death?
Is this what Australia has done to you?
You say that this is your escape route,
that you lost your hope, and then
you lost your appetite.
Your words ring in my ears:
They can have my body,
I will try to take my soul.
You may not have the finest vision
but your perception of our indifference
is clearer than Senator Vanstones.
She cant even see your humanity.
Please feel free use this poem in any way that might help free Hassan from the Baxter Immigration Detention.