Akmed

You are in my arms
a baby, infant, little angel
your eyes now closed
mine were too
wrapped in soft white cloth
I hug you, surrounded by angry stares
 
Akmed
It pains me to confess
I thought I was a good man
defending what was right
never will I forget you
the little angel who set me free
the angry faces saw my tears
I turned to them and the sky
silent as can be
I ripped off my uniform
we all understood
 
On this day
I rejoined humanity