Political

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What is to become of our nation?
We are being lied to daily
And some of us think we can no longer make it
We are used to the eternal sound of wailing

We live in Baghdad the center of the world
All eyes are on us in anger and in shame
They all seem to hate me because I’m a Sunni girl.
But who really is to blame?

Blame the president blame Al-Quaeda
The bombs are blasting and the dead are piling
We all want out of here and who can blame us?
All the government officials act so slyly.

We bury our dead, their bones rot in sand
Forgotten about in mass graves in reprimand
For something this side did to that side
The smoke from the car bombs rises to the sky
This will not end over night


Baghdad
When you look into our eyes what do you see?
I am Muslim, an Iraqi a terrorist only in your eyes
But have you really gotten to know me?
Take a look around my pitch black skies.

The land is barren sand, the air is hot
Nothing is unconditional here
To hate is what I have been taught
And also the lesson of eternal fear

Torn apart by years of civil war
Taken over by someone who seemed right
I do not know who I am anymore
Do not go out at night!

My heart is Baghdad, She has been violated
Cut out and cast from me,
In control only illusory
By incessant bombing torn and shaken

My children come home every day
Hear more about the foreign liberators
And the power of their democracy
Is written in slogans all over the papers

They hear of their parent’s complaints
And hear of far off shot and mortar shell
As they talk about the good old days
Before they started to live in hell.

How there was water, electricity
Supplied by none other than Saddam Hussein
Simply all the basic necessities
Were easy enough to obtain

Now they cannot find food
Do not have running water or lights
Everything all runs on a generator or two
Because of those damned Shi’ites.