the President is
begging:
give War
a chance––
a few more years
a few more thousand
lives.
iraqis are
begging for their
freedom.
the world is
begging for
peace.
the President
lied to incite
His War––
& if He did not lie––
His EGO blinded
Him to the
truth.
many have
died. many are
dying. the enemy grows
stronger.
an occupying
amerikan army
cannot bring
peace.
The War the President
needlessly started
is all infernal
hell.
the searing waves
of hate are wild like
phosphorous shells
that burn human
flesh with limitless
hunger.
peace
will not be found
at the muzzle of an
amerikan rifle
or under the tread of
an americkan
tank.
we need to withdraw
our barbed-wire, our
bunkers, our explosives,
& our pride––
these bring death
not peace.
it is true that
amerika is
responsible for all
the desolation, for all
the desecration, for all
the dead.
our soldiers are, sadly,
dark appendages of
power & wishful
propaganda cannot
spin them into
angels.
we will pay for
every body that
we chose not to
count––
for every child
without a
father––
for every jab
of inflicted
pain––
for every face
without an
eye.
peace is made
of heart not
steel––
of bleeding soul
not iron
will––
& it begins
with a president
begging on his
knees for
forgiveness.