Iraq Poem by Adriana Aguilar

I can hear the explosins in my head
like if it were yesterday
even when it was five years-ago when i came home from war
i can hear the screaming in my itching ears of woman and children
as they are shot to death
all i every think about know is death
i can see all the blood shed at war
i have dreams that haunt me for days
i can still hear thier voices whispering in my ears
when will i wake up from this horrid dream?
i dont know but when i do
i know that my life will never be the same
all ill know, think, hear, and see is death to the end!