Waiting for dead men's shoes -my poem

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  • محمد الملا محمود
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    • 27-09-2020
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    Waiting for dead men's shoes -my poem

    Waiting for dead men's shoes

    Once I was driving a car
    The time was worse ever to go down the streets
    Soldiers of US occupation spread everywhere
    I crossed the checkpoint as fast as I could
    One Iraqi driver was too much careless
    He crashed my car in the middle of the road
    I get off the car and slapped him in the face
    Two or three policemen came towards us
    Why do you quarrel with each other
    " is not there a law, dear friends? "
    I was too much angry and replied
    " what law you talk about by hell !"
    The law is now " Bush's "
    And we must fight those infidels
    They will not go out unless we fight them
    The freedom they claim, is not true
    And our land doesn't belong to them
    So we have the right to struggle against
    And we must not wait a dead man's shoes
    Hmm, I want a salary, replied the officer!
    I want to earn a living for my family
    What is about honor then , you man ?
    Honour is more valuable than money
    You can't earn honour by money
    You can earn it only by blood

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