Dedicated toward Martin Luther King Jr. Anniversary January 17th Your honor, sir, Mr. Justice, police, law enforcement, whatever, whoever: I am coming from jail cell; I am speaking from heart. I am telling the truth, only truth, nothing more, nothing less. Today is Martin Luther King Jr., holiday for government workers, but for me every day is nightmare. I am not sure if it is day or it is night, doors are locked, and lights are 24/7. Every day is the same. Hey security boys, hey gatekeepers: Give me freedom or kill. I am tired of limited freedom, I am tired of bad-good cop physical and emotional abuse. I am not going to tell you about my evil plans, because I am good, I am normal. I am not going to admit any crime because I made no crime. Land is a place to grow the harvest, not to kill innocent people. Keep your dirty bloody hands off me, take handcuffs off me, and stop following me. Every other black man is in jail. Thousands of poor American citizens are locked up for crimes they did not commit. That’s not good enough for you. You want to kill more Arabs, Muslims, and people of color. Don’t touch me. Don’t take my coat, my passport, boot laces, and belt from my pants. Stop pushing me, you pig in police uniform. What is my crime? Battery charges to police. I did not touch you. You pushed me and locked me in jail. Why did you do that? Don’t you have other things to do like stop drunk drivers, drug dealers, and prostitutes? Why did you give jail bracelets and locked me in an ugly, depressing cell? Because I look poor, because I am Arab. I told you that I am not going to speak without a lawyer on my side, but you keep pushing me. “What is your name? What is your occupation? What are you doing in government building? Are you a terrorist?” were your questions. “Wrongful arrest, hate crime, police brutality” are my charges. I demand tape what had happened to me in this government building. “My words against police unit of 10 people, who is right, who is wrong?” Statistics shows that judge trust police, not ordinary people. That’s why I demand the tape what did happen. Let all people will see what these people in police uniform are doing. I demand that security forces in this building will be locked in jail for the rest of their lives. I demand a substantial money compensation for days in prison, for all the abuse. Here is my subpoena charges and civil suit charges, my papers, my feelings…

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