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THE HARD SAD ROAD
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road is hard and long
- Recurring is a sad, sad song
- But helping is not heavy
- For it is my duty
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- Often
there is no return
- This voyage, hard to discern
- Not sure to make it home
- Inadvertently making the wrong turn
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- The
helpless is my concern
- My heart aches, my inside burns
- Help I must, they are my brothers
- And yes, all of them, my sisters
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- Agony
is their daily plight
- No strength they have to fight,
- Freely, all I have I give
- Just to see them live!
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©
Sheriff Ali 2006
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Author’s Comments
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It is for
some just complacency, and for others, a heart wrenching
story of how powerful nations decimate other societies, and
while millions suffer deaths, wounds, hunger, thirst, the
ochlocracy continues to lie and deceive in an attempt to
protect their place in history. It is shameful to witness
the hypocrisy of the “good Christian” people, hiding behind
freedom, democracy and liberty. But as the songs says:
“Freedom is just another word, when you have nothing left to
lose!” Perhaps this may be the reason for the world’s
silence! President Bush has placed “we” America in a swamp
of mush and mire derived from his manufactured lies to his
continued manipulation of the facts. Almost 3,000 dead
American Soldiers, some 22,000 severely wounded, 400 billion
dollars spent, three years and nine months have gone by, and
by any account some “one million Iraqis are dead,” and no
one knows how many are wounded? All this so Saddam Hussein
can be put on trial for crimes he committed when Ronald
Regan and George H.W. Bush were President and Vice
President. Or perhaps, to have permanent Bases in Iraq to
control the 112 billion barrels of Iraq’s oil reserves. Our
morale standards are not only questionable, but it stinks!
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