An Iraqi Fairy Tale
By Jenan Mohammad
I read something that made me very sad. There are currently
5 million Iraqi orphans due to the war and occupation of iraq....that was hard for me to
comprehend that there were 5 million children's parents who are no longer
around because of a false war. Every child in the world deserves to be loved
and cared for by their parents... God help those children....
An Iraqi fairy tale
By Jenan Mohammad
A river of blood is all I see
A barrier to peace
they offer me
Let the desert burn
and burn
For what crime did my baby earn?
His body churns
from white phosphorus
sent by democracy
weapons of mass
destruction
a clever fantasy
For the only ones I saw
were those that you brought
Raining down
from your shock and awe
Lit the sky with your pride
Shame, fame, fables, lies
Rich men’s noble tales or
Wall Street fairy tales;
A land of orphans you did create
A family of women; all men detained
Gone in the night; never to return
No end in sight
Unlearn what you learned
My reality is your fiction
My fate is your position
My freedom at your discretion
My faith; oh you’re mistaken
Slavery to a dark policy
I won’t submit
My neighbors agree
we will commit
pledge allegiance
to our stance
With my right hand
I ask you to remember
The heroes of American past
fought for
independence
with the same mask
We race to freedom
from your clutches
Take off your mask
See my reflection?
Unleash our oil from your “protection”
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