(I posted this in another discussion under "comments", but thought it might be appropriate here)
Iraq Forecast Recalled
Tonight recalls the saddest day
The day before this -
War
Blood filled clouds disguised
as just a mountain sunny -
Day
Maddened by a future posed
A storm of grief, the morn -
Forecast
One hundred winding miles I drove
To look deep her tender Buddhist -
Eyes
“If a thousand set ourselves
on fire”, I said, “they will not even -
Pause”
“ I know,” she said, broken, open
our hearts, our gaze, for eternity contained
agony of children screams, Oceans of the Future-
Dead
Chenae /10/28/07
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