Human Shields Poem by Dr. Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek Mohammed

Why do you hide behind my back?
So as not to be killed or tracked?

I am not a soldier
I've no gun on the shoulder
I do neither give the order
To do you any harm or pain
I am a mere civilian,
I am soooooo plain
With only bare hands

I could only raise my voice to say the (NO)
But I always obey the law

I've no training to defend myself or my family, so
Why do you follow me like my shadow?
You go wherever I go
And you do whatever I do

Why do you trace my walk?
And smile when I smile
And talk the way I talk

Is it a game of fun?
To put me in the mouth of your gun

But when it is up there,
when you see the fire...
Like a coward you make the run

To seek refuge under my feet
In the muddy street

Why do you soldier make shield of me?
To save your soul and seek safety
You dirty, that is dirty! !

How dare you shoot your enemy from my shoulder?
Then you come to hide behind me,
I am not the wall, I am not tree! !
I am not a soldier
I am not the one who gave the order

Why did you force me into a role I would never choose?
This twisted game, where danger is free and loose
And death bragging in the streets of my town
So, step down

Set free my back
I will not follow your track

Just stand up on your feet
Be brave and face your fate
That you have been trained to meet
You the swine...
That war I did not choose
This war is not mine