Excerpt from Book: Poem to Think About Libya and All Wars

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An arm, a leg, an eye, a tongue,
These are the prizes the soldiers have won.

But mom that’s not all
They’ve got Saul,

An arm, a leg, an eye, a tongue,
That’s all that’s left of Saul
That’s all.

He’s dead mom
He’s dead.

“Thank the good Lord,”
My mother said.
“For if he were alive
In the hands of the soldiers
He’d ask the good Lord why.
Why did God give him life
To be treated like a spider
Whose fallen prey

To children’s games
They rip off its legs
And watch him squirm
And laugh,
And laugh,
And these are the games
That children play.”

An arm, a leg, an eye, a tongue,
These are the prizes the soldiers have won.
They show their trophies proudly,
Sure signs of their victory.

An arm, a leg, an eye, a tongue,

The trophies
They won
Were part of my son.

I have chosen to post this poem because of what the United States has chosen to do in Libya.  We are now killing innocent people in Iraq, Afghanistan, Yemen, Pakistan and now Libya.  Everyone in the United States understands that collateral damage is a normal part of war.  But the mothers in those countries seem to have a problem understanding that their children are first and foremost collateral damage, why don’t they understand?

Please contact your senator (Phone numbers at http://www.senate.gov/general/contact_information/senators_cfm.cfm) and tell them to end all of the “conflicts” (wars).

Please contact your congress (Phone numbers at http://www.senate.gov/general/contact_information/senators_cfm.cfm) and tell them to defund all of the “conflicts” (wars).