Letter from a Soldier

Clouds are low over Baghdad,
another friend died today but the leaders say, ‘don’t be depressed about war.’

The nights look like lasting for ever,
I don’t want to die here but the leaders say, ‘don’t be depressed about war.’

The sun sinks, the dawn will never come, so use my death to tell these leaders, ‘end this pointless war.’

My words are not allowed to be heard,
I must wait for death, so tell these leaders, ‘end this pointless war.’

The President dodged the draft,
the Vice President had other priorities, the warmongers’ children never fight, no-one speaks of Iraqi grief or deaths, no-one can humanize the horrors.

The rest of the nation may be shopping
but the poor and the dark are dying.
Please explain my disgust with this government though their leaders may say, ‘don’t be depressed about war.’

Stuart Rees
Madrid 15 8 07

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