child

where is your hope
your calm in the storm

you were promised freedom
tell me, where is it now

your school is in ruin
your home blown away

tears flow freely
on your blood stained face

I wish I could hold you
keep you safe in my arms
take away the tears
remove the harms

where is the army of compassion
that has bombed your land

will you ever smile again
know the feeling of carefree

run and play in laughter
tumble to the ground in joy

cling tightly to your mother
showering kisses on your face

I wish I could hold you
keep you safe in my arms
take away the tears
remove the harms

will you ever see the day
your land will be your own

will you live life in freedom
and believing as you wish

live secure in who you are
proud of who you've become

hold on to your hope
be free in your heart

be strong

Mourning Dove Caller ©2005

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This was inspired by a picture that is out on the internet, I'm sure you have seen it. A young Iraqi girl, standing and screaming in terror with her parent's blood and brain matter splattered on her face.

ENOUGH!

As we go through Pomp and Circumstance in the US today, January 20, 2005....REMEMBER that young girl.