I have observed that history rhymes,
with no exact repeats each time.
As foreign nationals flock to fight
For ISIS and the Caliphate.
It seems I've heard this tune before
When socialists fought in the
Spanish war.
That dress rehearsal for World War Two
That played out on the Iberian plains.
Then Communists and Fascists fought
and idealists were slaughtered for their dreams.
Now in the village of Kobane
Its U.S. drones, not Nazi Planes,
The Kurds expel the men in black
Who leave behind their friends remains.
Foreign fighters by the score
won't need their passports anymore.
They fought against America,
Is this a second Guernica?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good writing, thanks, I like it.