A Terrorist Confesses Poem by jan oskar hansen

A Guantanamo prisoner confesses. What was?
he thinking off letting them wearing him down
after four years of isolation and interrogation;
now he will be a resentful loser…unforgiven.
Had he confessed at once, played along told
them what they wanted to know, he would be
the winner, sit in the prison yard getting sun in
his face. Truth! I hear you mutter, this has
nothing to do with that, it’s about a court case
that needs to be concluded, documented, eagle
stamped, and signed; a copy for everyone,
the convict too. It’s a game, play it right and
you’ll survive, sleep in a clean bed, watch TV,
and play ping pong with the other inmates.