After my finger was broken when i was playing volleyball with prisoners i believe it was deliberate intent in Elizabeth prison on February 19, 2011.
The Prison Administration sent me to the University Hospital of New Jersey on February 22 , 2011, they informed me on this day that I was getting ready to go to the hospital to treat my broken finger, and two officers came and took me and handcuffed me with chains and handcuffs in my hands, waist and legs, I was even in a stupor from this tight restriction with iron chains and handcuffs that do not allow me to move only in a limited way and narrow steps , and of course I was wearing a blue prison uniform.
They put me in the prison car in the back seat, which is isolated from the surrounding area by an iron fence.
It was almost the afternoon, and it was the first time I saw the streets of America from behind the iron fence in the prison car - Because they took me from the airport to the prison and it was late at night and rainy- it was a painful feeling squeezing the heart with sadness, not only because my finger was broken, but also because the dream of life in a democratic and justic freedom American dream has collapsed and shattered, I am now in an annoying black nightmare!
Now I am walking in the corridors of the hospital with the two officers, handcuffed and handcuffed in my hands, waist, legs, and prison uniform, and people in the hospital give me looks of surprise and caution, What a hideous and hurtful feeling, but God has brought peace to my heart by patience over this misfortune.
They made a splint to my broken finger at the University Hospital, and I remember that it was a heavy and difficult day so that after I returned to Elizabeth prison I slept a long sleep, until I had the feeling afterwards that they cunning and orchestrated all these circumstances to take me to the hospital, anesthetize me and do something to me and my body, such is the criminal Nazism in the United States of America, poring over events and circumstances so that outwardly it was good but inwardly evil.
They took me to the hospital four times in four weeks in a row, and one of those times to go to the hospital I was taken by two officers and the chief officer was an African-American woman, she asked the other officer not to handcuff me with iron chains and clips in my hands, waist and legs, and then they kept arguing about it for about ten minutes, and they did this and let me walk with them without restraints, what were they planning for me, encouraging me to try to escape from them and then my share would be my own, a bullet in the head?
