Does God or Allah Cry?

"The Iraqis will welcome us with open arms and greet us with flowers." ~ Dick Cheney, April 2003 How's that goin for ya, Dick?

 

Fast the wind comes

Across oiled sands.

Omen of rising storm,

The flag whips round

White stars in blue sky.

 

Minds grow numb

Unable to understand.

Stinging grains swarm

Waves of howling sound

Swallow those about to die.

 

Tired eyes succumb.

Blood on broken hands,

For all the oath is sworn

Forever duty bound

Never question why

 

Voices struck dumb,

Soft thuds of dirt land,

Bugler plays taps on the horn.

The mothers’ hearts pound

Asking the question, “Why?”

 

Religion or oil drums,

Why do we take a stand?

When death’s shroud is worn,

Will good or evil be found?

Does God or Allah cry?

Reviews

[distefano 401]

i really liked this poem. i thought "minds grow numb, unable to understand" and "tired eyes succumb, blood on broken hands" were two really good lines. and it took me a minute to realize the rhyme scheme but you did a really good job with it.