Writing To Iraq - Beau Beausoleil

[Larry Robinson]

Writing To Iraq 

It would
take them
no trouble
to approve 
your next 
hour
by seconds
and minutes

with a 
rag tied 
over 
your eyes

The next 
morning 
could be 
put into 
a rubber
hose

and used
to beat 
you

When you 
march 
in the streets
together

when you 
ask them 
to give
you back
your country 

And then
many 
are shot /
killed
and  wounded 
around you

They tell you
there is
still time
to turn back
into history

But instead you 
keep moving 

And the streets 
under your 
sky
continue to 
gather

to swell
with even
more voices

All pain 
can be 
doubled 

But you
see a way
to welcome
another future
into your
hands

And that 
keeps you moving forward


	- Beau Beausoleil