Misunderstanding <br />Resentment <br />Fear <br />Blood mingled with salt <br />From so many tears <br />Here death has invaded <br />The minds of the seers <br />The sky has turned yellow <br />The sand has gone blue <br />A world upside down <br />All afraid of the few <br />Who deal with the bomb <br />The Kalashnikov too <br />Dictators <br />Liberators <br />Solutions applied <br />The results were the same <br />Innocents died <br />Religious division <br />Created the slide <br />Into a pit <br />That a nation divides <br /> <br />Iraq bury the sword <br />Let your Nation be found <br /> <br />For in the sunrise <br />And the thorn tree <br />In the soil that you tread <br />Waits the soul <br />Of your country <br /> <br />Enough has it bled<br /><br />Egal Bohen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/iraq-2/
