Philip Housiaux

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Falujah And 42nd Airborne (Iraq War) - Poem by Philip Housiaux

Uncounted Iraqi cities dead
achilles hung the history bleed
out, crimes to hide, conquest
vile, ordered by false prophets.
Blood clinging heavy the rafters
butcher hooks, melting neurones
memories of entire towns death grown.
History dendrites cling to axonal
centuries, a change civilisational
for there, writing broke the stone.

Deepening red hanging descent
the invaders napalm bomb vented:
fire-stormed oxygen from knowledge
some day, students not discuss in college.

Heavy Schwann cell fat forgets
into droplets, now varicose red.
Detaching, falling, puddling moan
another now black-red stone
on the dirty Iraqi concrete
where Levant heat hardens, in street
for decades and centuries scented.
Two Atlantic mosquitoes
on sweat smell of blood, with no shoes
match sticks crossed mating throws
in the not yet set, congealed glue.

Vast scallops of sulphurous fumes
not coincidences fallen comets:
but unequal conquests unnamed tombs
thousands whisked to omelette
of rotten eggs, gag and vomit.
Thus the hand of the penitent
Zionist-Crusader vengeance
on dangerous Arab extremists:
thinking, a duty to fight back
die, repelling the Kofar attack.

And as the false prophet said
“In the battle for Bagdad
the United States
and its allies, are victorious”:
two classes of man, glorious
Zion and oil on dollar rates.

Comments about Falujah And 42nd Airborne (Iraq War) by Philip Housiaux

  • (5/14/2008 12:58:00 PM)

    Hello Philip
    A powerfully illustrated and well-written piece, this........clear and strong.....I share your views, war is horrifying in its destruction of all that should be held sacred and nurtured if mankind is to survive.......and to take and share joy in being.! ! ......
    again, a well-constructed and heart-felt poem....thankyou.....

    Love, D.
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  • (5/13/2008 5:02:00 PM)

    A serious one dealt with eruditic charge... keep writing them One Peace at a Time.. aroha (Report) Reply

  • (4/25/2008 12:00:00 PM)

    Human nature never changes we do not learn the lessons we should from history Perhaps because the victors write the history books and lie (Report) Reply

  • (4/18/2008 11:02:00 AM)

    Solid penning Philip! A powerful write and a great indeed! ! *10*! !
    Thanks for the share!
    Best regards, Friend Thad
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  • (4/15/2008 12:07:00 PM)

    wow...very very deep my friend. I was disturbed when I read it, but I'm sure that's what you were going for. Excellent work, I'm new to this too, so I guess we start this journey together. Thanks for checking out my stuff! I think you will find a good place on this site, you have talent. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 14, 2008

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