Iraq (2003....)
The innocent eyes of the child
rebuke God.
He has no hand,
daisy flower snatched them.
Never will he touch a woman's body.
Never will he know
what softness, what warmth means.
His both legs are lost;
he has no sole.
From under his feet,
the earth has run away.
He will never make his footprint
on the grass in morning dew.
Don't look into his eyes,
you will be ashamed.
Spellbound, they pose chilly question,
surpassing his pain.
God is deaf and dumb.
Before his death,
he bowed to the boy,
asked forgiveness.
The children of God,
laugh easily
after burying God.
Monday, August 17, 2009
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