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Published on Feb 10, 2015
Swedish-Eritrean journalist Dawit Isaak has been held in Eritrean prison since 2001 without trial. Amnesty International considers him a prisoner of conscience and has called for his immediate and unconditional release. He is the only European citizen held as a prisoner of conscience.
In order to increase the urgency and awareness of Dawit Isaak´s case the Swedish NGO, Stödkommittén Free Dawit Isaak (Support Committee Free Dawit Isaak), has with help from actors, journalists and opinion leaders produced 10 unique reflections from them on the thought of being imprisoned. They all also participated in this year’s released music video "Fågelsång" (Bird Song).
This one-minute video is no 9/10 and features the poet & text writer Daniel Boyacioglu recites the verses from the song. He is the creator of the beautiful lyrics to “Bird Song”.
No 1/10 was the Swedish journalist and author Martin Schibbye. No 2/10 featured a personal reflection by MEP Cecilia Wikström. No 3/10 features the Swedish actor Alexander Karim that shares some of his thoughts of being locked away in isolation. No 4/10 featured Swedish Actor Thorsten Flinck. No 5/10 featured actress Kajsa Ernst. No 6/10 we see Swedish actress Malin Arvidsson share with us her thoughts of not being able to see ones children when being deprived of liberty for such a long time as Dawit Isaak has been detained. No 7/10 actress Sofia Helin portrays her feelings about Dawit Isaak’s fate. In no 8/10 Swedish actor Stefan Sauk contemplates on Dawit’s situation.
What I see in the moonlight,
what I see with closed eyes, my words - hear them!
Do you see the same moon?
Do you have windows where you're sitting?
Do you hear the twitter of birds?
Then hear it, if you cannot see, the birds they talk, they say you're being missed.
Time passes, but inside I share your hunger, it is to you we sing.
What I hear in the wind, it's a song about still dreams, it's a song that stitches.
If we share the dream, the one can walk, one can sit and birds will twitter.
If one becomes silenced, we must speak, our nightmare is someone else's everyday lives.
It is too low, well below our radar but when the wind blows hard it will weep and the wind whisper, it reaches me to point out an direction.
It is a straight line above the trees, that is very true, I think it will be for real if you can imagine it, then you are.