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Iraq Betrayal
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IRAQ War II As my life ebbs away in the sand,
Why oh why did I come to this land.
They told me "to set the people free",
Then why have they killed me?
Many of them I thought my friend
I can't believe they brought me to this end,
but here I lie,
about to die,
Where are these friends that I saved?
Hiding and rejoicing as my life ebbs away.
I never thought it would happen to me,
Being killed by the ones I set free.
If only the killing they would end,
We could go home, and they could start again.
But it makes too much sense to let peace reign,
They would rather inflict more pain.
These people aren't ready to be free,
They don't understand the precepts of liberty.
They are too concerned with their individual tribes,
And making more money from their bribes.
They don't give a rat's a** about their country,
As long as their tribe gets their money.
I am afraid we will find,
It takes a dictator to keep them in line.
I hope someday they will appreciate our sacrifice,
It won't matter to me, because I will have died.
Goodbye Iraq, I take my leave and say,
Find peace with your liberators is what I pray.
Heaving one last sigh,
My life is gone...goodbye.
well written poem. however, i still don't agree with being over there. Why send our family and loved ones over there to kill, when we could have prevented this by being "real" brothers and sisters to begin with.
one love Corey & co
The poetry is sentimental. I cannot remember anyone from Iraq ever to have asked for liberation. As far as my knowledge goes it was Liberia in Western Africa who did.