I am Iraq by henudaI am Iraq
Complicated, not simple
The past, the present, the locked potential
I’m the able teacher with no credentials
I’m the one on stage, who cant forget lines, fall or stumble
I’m the victim who can’t scream but mumbles
Silently I wait, better days are coming hence the promise keeps alive
But the bullets keep flying and the hope crumbles and dies
I’m the lost art, the ancient history, your textbooks never said anything about me.
I’m the one tarnished, hijacked and maimed.
I’m the ones whose rivers flow blood, tears and shame.
I’m the scapegoat, for a war unnamed,
Death isn’t death, I am Iraq by henuda by #IraqiDeviants
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The Gift by iraqiguyBetter to reign in hell than serve in heaven, that’s what I say.
Baghdad’s my home, I was born here, I lived here all my life, my first crime was here, my first jailing, first murder, first gang, and I will probably die here.
Until then, I will rule this city; Tyrants and invaders come and go, but what never leaves Iraq is us, the criminals, the gangs, and the gang leaders: me…
Even from this Café, drinking my tea and watching the passers by in the centre of Baghdad City, I know I have control over all of west Baghdad.
I worked hard to get to where I am today, had to sacrifice friends and family, millions of dollars a The Gift by iraqiguy by #IraqiDeviants
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Kid by iraqiguyDarkness, confusion, his nose is itchy, a dank smell. He sneezes and that puts his head into gear. He's in disarray, where is he ? why is it so dark ?
He tries to move, his hands are tied and there is a band covering his head. memories start coming in pieces, he was in the back seat of the car, skids gun shots -but no one dies- and he's taken, the driver (abu ali) trying explaining 'we don't have the ambassador !' a went pungent cloth over his mouth and nose; and now he's here.
Panic starts setting in, is he going to die ? are the kidnappers going to cut his head off ? flashbacks of his dad telling what to do if he's kidnapped, but this boa Kid by iraqiguy by #IraqiDeviants
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everlasting wrd by reedmyteersEverlasting cries from an inocent child's eyes,
Even without the tears or whines,
Everlasting rores are heard from a plane engine sent to kill the children,
Even if no plane can be seen,
Everlasting memories of pilled brick from a loving home,
Where the children's toys used to be,
Even though they play with new toys in another home,
Everlasting pain from burns caused by an explosion near the childrens park,
Even if the burns are long gone,
WAR!!
An ever lasting word said by every child that lives,
Even if they're somewhere safe,
Everlasting peace breathes in and out of every child's soul,
Even if the peace do everlasting wrd by reedmyteers by #IraqiDeviants
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