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Richard Wurmbrand Richard Wurmbrand writing from his prison cellwriting from his prison cell

Mihai. Mihai.

Now you are eleven. Now you most Now you are eleven. Now you most certainly understand. You know how certainly understand. You know how much I love you. For hours on end I much I love you. For hours on end I caress my pillow and talk to it, caress my pillow and talk to it, imagining that it is you…imagining that it is you…

… … As I embrace the pillow it As I embrace the pillow it becomes warm, and then I have the becomes warm, and then I have the same feeling as I had when I pressed same feeling as I had when I pressed you body to mine when you were you body to mine when you were small. I sing and talk to you.small. I sing and talk to you.

Nguyen Van Phuong and his wife Nguyen Van Phuong and his wife Pham Thi Phuong Trang called their Pham Thi Phuong Trang called their first son Trung Tin which means, first son Trung Tin which means, “Faithful”“Faithful”

Le Quang Du, (Father of Le Thi Hong Le Quang Du, (Father of Le Thi Hong Lien)Lien)

‘‘As they dragged my daughter back As they dragged my daughter back into prison I watched her feet into prison I watched her feet disappear and I could only weep some disappear and I could only weep some more. O Lord, please keep these tears more. O Lord, please keep these tears of mine in a bottleof mine in a bottle.’.’

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When I get out I'm going to ask someone to touch me When I get out I'm going to ask someone to touch me very gently please and slowly, touch mevery gently please and slowly, touch meI want to learn again how life feels.I want to learn again how life feels.I've not been touched for seven years, for seven years I've not been touched for seven years, for seven years I've been untouched out of touch and I've learnt to know I've been untouched out of touch and I've learnt to know now the meaning of untouchable.now the meaning of untouchable.Untouched- not quite Untouched- not quite I can count the things that have touched meI can count the things that have touched meOne: fists One: fists At the beginning fierce mad fists beating beatingAt the beginning fierce mad fists beating beatingtill I remember screaming don't touch me till I remember screaming don't touch me please don't touch meplease don't touch meTwo: paws,Two: paws,the first four years of paws the first four years of paws every day patting paws, searching -arms up, shoes off legs every day patting paws, searching -arms up, shoes off legs apart-apart-prodding paws, systematic heavy, indifferent prodding paws, systematic heavy, indifferent probing away all privacy. probing away all privacy. I don't want fists and paws I don't want fists and paws I want to want to be touched again and to touch I want to want to be touched again and to touch I want to feel alive again, I want to say when I get out I want to feel alive again, I want to say when I get out Here I am please touch me. Here I am please touch me.

““TOUCH” TOUCH” a poem written by a prisoner in Burmaa poem written by a prisoner in Burma