Surreal

I thought it magical
Surreal
That the night sky
Be filled with steal
And change to day
Flash after flash
Of the bombs falling my way
I thought it a beautiful end
To an uneventful beginning
The 13 year old is no longer begging
To stay alive

Kitten Heroes

Kitten

Stuck between the second and third floor

She screamed

Until we could take it no more

So we changed our plans

And luck would have it

The store we were to visit

Had been destroyed in seconds

By a bomber we didn’t see

And that’s how a stray kitten

Saved me

In 2007

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Lightening

On top of the world

We stood

Or so we thought

On the dorm’s rooftops

We slept

Explosions lit the sky

No thunder to fear

Just man’s lightening growing near

In time to get a shuteye

[That’s my Baghdad in 2007]

2003 in History

They were barefooted

Running after the tanks

Men dressed the color of desert

Staring at the foreigner’s hands

Children waving

Glorious day

When they believed what the soldiers had to say

Freedom I long to know

Freedom they told me so

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Truth Told

A memory that’s not yet old

Her, laying on my dorm room bed

Fever filling her head

Gun shots sounding closer and closer

Baghdad, what have we done?

I kiss her forehead, cover her with my blankets

Sister, what have we done?

I told her I have to step outside

But she couldn’t hear me

The small glass window was near me

And it was threatening to break

And everyone was screaming

I wished I’d been dreaming

But I thought I had to say my goodbyes

Sister we’ve come so far

This truth had to be told

Before our story got too old

And everyone forgot we existed

The Red Traffic Light

Look at this world of mine

There are lights, and street signs

Detours and construction work

Things I never thought I’d see

Strange how life turned out to be

From the thirty minute walk in January cold

Just to get to a class and do as I’m told

To the wild dogs chasing after me

And the rain following close behind

I never thought I would find

Myself complaining about a traffic light

A Memory

​Fireworks

Bright

Making a day out of that night

13 year old

I did not mind

Invade or liberate

That must be a freedom sound

Adults crying

Dad asking me to get inside

But I wanted to see it

I no longer wanted to hide

She Was

She was a child

Happy with no cares

Explosions sounded close

But she had no fears

She was a child

No stress yet learned

And so she saw fireworks

As her world burned

She was… Me