photo courtesy google images.
my poem written just now at word press
I am a military man
The President ofRepublic of
Iraq
He said
I have been denied fair trial and justice
Don’t hang me
Shoot me in the chest
Or a bullet to my head instead
To the gallows
By masked men he was led
To the Maker to present
his account he was dead
those who live by the sword
die by the sword its said
the pages of the same Holy Koran
that his victims had in their hand
no trial , no justice a bullet in the head
some had their eyes gouged
some in ovens fried
some his men did behead
some limbs , body and soul shred
even pain wept tears before
it was pronounced dead
he would have not been born
had his mother committed suicide
a thought widespread
but the butcher of
Baghdad
did live
a new brand of Yazidiyat spread
a gun in hand the devils death head
where will
Iraq go from here
a fragmented soul of a Nation
confusion chaoss vulnerability
of being made a scapegoat
by the Evil Axis of Matrix
a thought that lies ahead
hunger for peace
tears and bleeding sorrow
inscribed on a piece of bread.
America ,
UK, western powers
Israel , Iran, Syria Sunni
Saudi Arabia
All wanting to grab a part
Of a heart that for centuries
on the Sands of Karbala has bled
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Shah-e-Mardan Sher-e-Yazdan Quwat-e-Parwardigar Lafata Ila Ali La Saif Ila Zulfiqar , originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1 ....
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Allah Humma Lanat Qatalatal Husain , a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Allahumma Laan Qatalatal Hussaine Wa Asabehi.
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khune hussain tapka zamin par jagah jagah tha khaufnak momino manzar jagah jagah , originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1 .
