Iraq Poem by rakesh jaddu

Two dreams vaporized into dust,
Two nations displayed cold eyed lust.
Two kids played in the sand that day,
Two nations; for war; cleared the way.

Bang bang, boom boom, rose the voice,
Civilian targets weren’t supposed to be the choice.
One died, the other alive but lost in a haze,
Two leaders, lost in a money minded middle age.

They took him to a hospital;
Bandaged his wound,
They told the boy to hope,
Hope for a better day.
But tell me what use is hope,
When that lonely boy looks for his mate?