'Infidels' did carve up the land,
Including what became Iraq.
And mostly blood has drenched the sand,
As cultures fight to take time back.
The Sunni, the Shi-ite, the Kurd,
All call to Allah to bring peace,
But differ as to Allah's word,
And so their battles do not cease.
The factions fight in Allah's name,
New pain ignited by old hate,
Spilt blood pursuing holy aim,
Left of Iraq, left to ill fate.
Does Allah have some willed design?
Err is human. Forgive divine?
Outstanding indeed..To some questions there are sure no answers! Good attempt.Rhyme scheme is classical. ok
Outstanding poem with very deep meaning, thank you for putting questions in your poem, I think that is what makes the poem come alive. Your poem asks questions with a searching for the inner soul to answer, good write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Outstanding indeed..To some questions there are sure no answers! Good attempt.Rhyme scheme is classical. ok