Iraq bleeds while they watch TV

I saw a picture
of a brother, grieving for his brother
who has died from a suicide bombers blast
they had bled and their white trousers were soaked with brightness that can't be washed.
and no soap will remove the stain from his heart.

He bends over
and lay his head
on his brothers chest
to rest
the sigh that will be long coming

Iraq bleeds and the wound is deep
it's the gashes and slashes from the closest
that leave the deepest injury
the scar that won't take a short time to heal

Iraq bleeds
and others come to play their games of cops & robbers,
cowboys and Indians, the conspiracy theory
all the whilst My countrys wound gapes open and pours
deep red fluid
of many shades from crimson to firengine red but all red blood

As it mixes in death like it never may have had in life
Shiite or Sunni Moslems, Catholic or Orthodox Christians, Jews, Sabeans, Chaldeans, Kurdish, Arab, Tukmen all sorts of blood
but most importantly human blood
Iraqi blood
that doesn't quench the thirst of the ground
where the dust hasn't settled yet
from the massacres of the previous dictator

And still it bleeds
till we can heave a sigh of relief
so that we may be able to weep for our loved ones, our dead ones...