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Iraqis Vote
Contributed by
Elizabeth_Dandy
on
Monday, 31st January 2005 @ 05:47:35 PM in AEST
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Dawn of a new Era
They vote! - Iraqis vote, - go to the polls
To vote - defying death! - with freedom as their goal;
First voting after years of tyranny,
To gain this infinitely precious liberty.
But they prepare,- and make their peace with God,
Life is at stake - so perilous the vote!
Dark forces threaten, - murderous bullets zoom,-
A hapless simple move may bring swift doom.
But they will vote - determined, pied-à-terre,
At polling station - see young woman dare
To stare down monsters of insurgency,
And foes and murderers of liberty.
The atmosphere is one of thrill and dread,
A pivot turning point,- a watershed,
The murderers desire anarchy
And terror's reign, and not democracy.
The first Election in an Arab land,
In history, - do people understand?
But yet, it happens right before our eyes,
What great event! - worth fear and sacrifice!
In black abayas sheathed, the women clutch
Their babies to the breast and flout and scorn
attacks,- the old and blind with cane and crutch
Are helped to vote and notice freedom born.
Massive security our troops provide,
And risk their lives for it by day and night,
In sacrifice and heroicity
To give oppressed a people liberty.
Example for the world that idly sits
Upon its hands with neither spine nor grits,
And spits into the winds, while milk sops cry:
“Our profitable bargains went awry”!
Annoyed, is disconcerted KGB,-
Still vigorous in its longevity,
It licks its wounds - Yuschenko is now boss
in the Ukraine, and rascals feel their loss,
French Bourbon and vin blanc on ice console
The baffled and much disconcerted soul,
And mint besprinkled vermouth eases pain
When profitable deals go down the drain.
Event historic! - excitement everywhere,
The women are the bravest as they dare
Despite explosions promised to resound,
And blood to flow, in many a mortar round.
All in the name of Allah - slaughtering
Beheading slowly and insidious kidnapping,
For Allah’s glory who must be so pleased
With massacres and slaughter ritualist!
.
Ill wishers, wishing failure, full of guile,
Stand idly watching by and chafe and rile,
While Iraq’s men and woman stand in line
To vote, for freedom,- Hail to guts and spine!
And as these brave are headed to the polls,
May God protect their bodies and their souls!
Throughout the so decisive perilous vote
For freedom - the most precious gift of God!.
A Threshold has been crossed
© Elizabeth Dandy
Copyright ©
Elizabeth_Dandy
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2005-01-31 17:47:35]
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Re: Iraqis Vote
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by reflections on
Monday, 28th March 2005 @ 01:00:41 PM AEST
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A poem that had to be written, and what more qualified writer than you to undertakes such a chore. Yes, it is a new dawn to a very old country. Even those that hate Bush have to admit that the creation of a new democracy in that part of the world to keep Iran, Syria, china, and North Korea occupied with something more than their proliferation of weapons and manpower, is in our favor. There seems to be a real swing towards a sort of democracy in the far east, Europe, and north-east Africa. To have all these things occupying the time on those countries on their shores instead of ours is fantastic.
Our children have stepped to the plate. And shed their blood to give us the edge than we have internationally, in every era since the first global encounter in WWI. We shall always remain as free as our system will allow. We can defeat all countries except the political entities in our own.
Gotta stop Elizabeth, being a veteran, I might go on for a long time if I don’t stop here. Thanks for giving me a rare opportunity to spout off. (John)
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