Baghdad's in ruins, countless have died,
The ancient city is filled with despair,
With bombed out buildings and with desperate cries;
Americans shrug, just why should they care?
Those who launched this despicable attack
(Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld and Rice and others)
Live in comfort, indulging in fine snacks,
Insulated by a press that covers
The truth in thick respectability.
The dream of peace, receding from our grasp,
Seems beyond mere human ability,
An achievement that is too hard a task.
Peace will arrive but not because we strive,
There will be peace when war within our hearts has died.