commentary on iraq

By: Nadine Thomas-Brown


The desert blooms
as bombs fall over Baghdad
Macabre red blooms
which gives off the fetid smell of
Burning flesh.

The skies are beautiful
as rockets light up the oppressed night
over Baghdad.
explosions of blood red, white and blue

The city is alive tonight
as fleeing parents huddle
their children ever closer
avoiding falling pamphlets
and U.N. aid.


A dictator is on the run tonight
running for his life
so he can run again to run his people’s life.
Bet he has the runs.

Soldiers are dying tonight as fat politicians
talk bullshit from the safety of their offices
aint life a bitch?