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Drops that gather one by one finally become a sea.
"Zarreh zarreh jam garadad vangahi darya shavad".
A Persian Proverb

E'tokmit e'k, rangimarie, hedd, pace, tutquin, shanti, vrede, paquilisli, MNP, Onai rahu, amani, kev sib haum xeeb, salam, shaantiM, hedd, gutpela taim, lalyi, pesca, damai, raha, fred, eirni, pax, mir, peace, heiwa, amn, nabad, rauha,paz, frid, paco, shAnti, paqe, danh tu, ittimokla, rahu, paix, beke, shalom, mnonestotse, kapayapaan
Celebrating the Poetry of Peace

A Song For Iraq
by Mark Simos

A song for Iraq's long-suffering people From a sad people here in America's homeland On the eve of this great grief the whole world is dreading
Though some of us truly believe this war righteous And others have marched in the streets to defy it Who among us would dare to describe as a favor The hellfire and brimstone that soon will be raining?

We in this land hold democracy's promise And thus share the blame for the deeds of our leaders While in a far country where once there was Eden People are ruled by a murderous tyrant Still standing in part through our acts or inaction Yet for his evils the people are punished People who'll now die again by the thousands

We curried Saddam to be one of our henchmen Armed and supplied his Republican Army Set them like jackals at the heels of Khomeini Turned our backs as he gassed rebel Kurds in the northland

Blocked U.N. resolutions that would have condemned him
Let him
believe Kuwait his for the taking Then scorched tens of thousands from safe bombing distance

And when we had chased him to his battered borders And our grand coalition would not stoop to conquer We goaded his people to rise and defeat him Swore we would be by their side in the struggle Then our soldiers stood by while the rebels were slaughtered
We left him in power and began slow starvation Twelve years of sanctions on innocent children

Now the fall of the Towers has been turned to advantage
Advancing agendas so many years brewing Dishonoring the graves of the janitors and firemen Their memories hijacked to set new fires burning Eleven-nine foresight foretells new transgressions As we stand by dumbstruck and don't ask the questions

Iraq's weary people once more in the crossfire

I cry for Iraq's long suffering people Who, no matter the outcome, have known such injustice
I cry as I ask: Is this still our country? We who have called ourselves guardians of freedom Now seen by the world as a bush league imperium I cry for the half-lies that we'll tell our children As we bend to kiss them in this darkening hour


Mark Simos is a noted songwriter and musician. He may be reached at
-Copyright 2003 Mark Simos. Author grants the right to distribute this work via email, websites, print media or other communication forms, for non-profit uses, as long as this attribution and notice are attached, and the work is included in its entirety or excerpts are clearly indicated.

We must allow ourselves the joy of loving through life more than we fear our living.
T.B. Stone

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