BackSLAPPED BY REALITY
By Jose Busanet
I woke up this morning and was slapped by a cold reality. The slap had the force of a hard blow that almost knocked me back to sleep. I felt the fear and dread of those American soldiers captured in Iraq. The thought of the possibility of being executed at any moment must terrify them.
I know then, what it feels like to be stranded in a foreign land, thousands of miles away from home. Living day to day on Pennsylvania's death row, I'm terrified by the thought of never gazing into my wife's beautiful eyes and of never embracing her again. Or the simplest fatherly duties like tucking my children under the covers and reading them a bedtime story.
The difference between mine and the U.S. soldier’s fate is that I cannot anticipate the hope of being rescued. I've heard people say that the saddest things on earth are the tears of a clown. Have you ever witnessed the tears of a lonely man condemned on Death Row?
I awake each day inside the belly of the beast unable to reach my full potential. This is a slow, agonizing death within itself. The death of dreams; the death of ambitions; the death of the living spirit and of everything I hold sacred.
Have you ever been sucker punched by reality?
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