Lots of memories…
Growing up in Baghdad…
I don’t know where to start…
With the happy or the sad…

A chance to meet my people…
The young to the old…
To learn from experience…
Not just from what’s told…

I was 9 when we moved there…
We left when I was 16…
The most memorable time of my life…
Happened in between…

Learned a new language…
How to speak write and read…
Arabic, the language of my people…
Not just a “must” but a NEED…

Children so innocent…
We played with our toys…
Had no idea death was close…
For many little girls and boys…

In the west kids trade cards…
Or marbles pebbles and bugs…
Because of war we traded bullet shells…
No, not like “Gangsta’s” or “Thugs”…

Bullet shells we find…
On the roof or in the street…
Become our toys while…
They have made others bleed…

The air so black And Smokey…
>From missiles, bombs, planes…
I felt dirty polluted oxygen…
Going through my veins…

They bombed the bridge near my school…
The glass windows of homeroom shatter…
Did these “smart bombs” think before they acted?…
Or did the lives of children even matter?…

They bombed a bomb shelter!…
Where families were safe to stay…
Hundreds of people suffered and died…
Has CNN mentioned any of this today?…

What about Iraqi babies…
Innocent angels in their cribs…
They don’t know that sound is from planes…
Ready to bomb, and blood fill their bibs…

The suffering from sanctions…
Came after war…
“We got our oil back,…
Who cares if they’re poor?”…

An arrogant President…
Like father like son…
“Lets kill all Muslims!!!…
Lets kill ‘em one by one”…

And now war again…
As people sit back and watch others die…
They’re killing a nation, a culture a people…
Watching the Murder of Iraq makes me cry…

Yes, I said MURDER…
Heartless and cold blooded…
They will never have enough oil…
Even if with oil their lungs flooded…

WAKE UP WORLD !!!!…
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG?…
WILL YOU NOT RESPOND TO THIS MASSECURE?…
UNLESS IT’S PUT INTO A CHEASY RAP SONG???…

Now I’m in America…
Watching war happen…
Watching Bush, the monkey…
Jump around, while you’re clappin’…

The FBI is on my ass…
My computer, and phones are tapped…
A FREE country ??? what’s that?…
How free am I if I feel so trapped???…

“Go home sand nigger!!”…
Is what they might say…
Well go home yourself…
And give Natives their land back TODAY!!!!…