Bombs Over Baghdad
*Bombs over Baghdad (The Urban Wars Collection)
No smiling eyes as misery lights the night sky
Cracked picture frames show a fallen dictator exuding pride
Toppled statues of triumph crumble seeking refuge underground
with none to be found
The dagger was too close to the heart to survive
Bombs over Baghdad
Repression lifts as the bombs drop down
POW's MIA's torture and terror are the order of the day
War and more war, and more and more...
Who pays the price when the stakes are so high?
Who even keeps the score of all the unsung souls?
Lost forever and ever
Who really wins?
Us versus them again and again
Someone will ultimately win in the end
And be proclaimed the all time war machine
Unfortunately...No one will be left to claim the prize
*This poem was written approximately 3 yrs before Saddam Hussein's execution.
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