Reckoning Poem by Sadek Mohammed
Reckoning
Memories flashed
like naked women
in camp Nahrawan.
The squad
escaped
through
the desert
zigzagged routes.
We chafed
at the captain's jitters.
To rise from blood stains
we carved green mounds.
To fly from fake glory
we painted hazel eyes.
'Bring these boys and shave their heads!
You will never see your mothers again! '
Wasn't that my life?
And your endless wars?
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