Driving slowly <br />Day is hot <br />Sweat dripping <br />eyes scanning <br />Sky turns black <br />sun is gone <br />Nose twinges <br />Smell of sulfur <br />Door open <br />on the ground <br />Running hard <br />breathing harder <br />Bodies there <br />blood soaked seats vacant <br />Tears well up <br />no help here <br />Turn around slow <br />hope no one sees <br />A beautiful flower <br />standing alone <br />Looking back at me<br /><br />John Powell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flowers-in-baghdad/
