I put down these words so you know I’m innocent. I killed no child, especially not my own. My country of origin is not known since I was born at sea to refugees from a land where they were exiled. No country would give us citizenship so I remain a woman with no country or land that I may call my own, but I’m no a killer.
My trial is set in international waters. My please for mercy have gone unheard. None believe me. I have no representation. I’ve murdered no children. I did not push my own child into the sea to save myself. Being the only survivor on the raft doesn’t mean I hurt the others. The storm took them all. I cried. I prayed. No god heard my cries for mercy.
This shall be my final note. I’ve spent my life adrift from country to country. When I sought I home across the sea, I lost everything I loved. God punished me for not waiting in a land where waiting meant death. Now, here at sea, I will be cast into the ocean just as t