Phantasmagoria
Shards reflecting my prismatic thoughts
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
The Iraqi Date Palm
Pride of centuries, tall, she stands
weeping red tears, a gaze upon her land
And death is heard, covered with dust
of Suicide bombers, in cars of rust
... date palms die at attention!
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