Iraq ~ 2003

Listen to the news at night,
Wonder if your kid will fight?
Fear for family and for friends?
Fear for Country and All within?
Listening to hear who leaves next,
Turmoil has left all perplexed,
Yes, there’s reason ~ Yes, there’s need,
But, it’s Our Children who will bleed,
First, we were chasing just one man,
And he was in Afghanistan.
To fight terrorism we would hunt him down,
And show the world that we stood our ground.
Some way, some how we turned in our tracks,
And found that we were back in Iraq.
Fighting a war from ten years past,
Now, we’re going to finish that task.
We’ve asked our Allies to stand United,
Except for England our Allies quieted,
Their only statements are wearing thin,
“Inspections ~ Inspections ~ Inspections again, ”
We’re moving our troops by day and by night,
Some sailing in and others by flight,
Thousands are there in the mid-east waiting,
Thousands more are here going through training,
Terrorism is spreading to every shore,
It doesn’t knock ~ It bombs down doors,
Yes, there’s reason ~ Yes, there’s need,
But, Its Our Children who are going to bleed.

by JerriFaye Thomason

Comments (1)

A well articulated poem written with insight to capture the essence of the piece and the poet's conviction. I like the message projected in the poem - all in all, it is our children who are going to bleed. A love one indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.