The Iraq War is Over…
my first attempt at free form so bare with me folks… for you Mike Walker
I was a child watching Saddam on the cover of news weeks
A monster being born and then pictures of jets and bombs
whispers of War…
Then the attack, mornings in school became filled with neon green images of anti air craft fire.
Things were never the same. Then years later after the towers fell we
returned to that country to unleash the neon hell.
Silent planes and low flying helicopters, bombs contained in rockets, molten metal
thrown through concrete.
Then came the IED and its uncontainable terror, flashes of light ending a tanks might
severing arms and legs burning off finger prints and faces.
A trillion dollars a year, multiplied by nine, over 4000 dead and 30,000 maimed, soldiers, Americans
My heart trembles to count the women and children, the elderly and the innocent…
Dead terrorists and insurgent numbers in the untold burning corpses and the uncountable tiny
streams of blood.
But a democracy emerged from a country controlled by our Pit Bull. Shaking hands with Rumsfeld
while gassing Persians, we had to shut him down because he bit the hand that fed him. We liberated a
country we enslaved and now our soldiers can hold their heads high, for they righted a wrong, and they
took a country we subjugated and set it free… rejoice Americans
The War is Over
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