War Poem by Edwina Reizer

Iraq war, any old war
all built on false pretense,
Iraq war, any old war
doesn't make any sense.

There are no winners
when wars are fought.
There are only lies
which have been bought.

Iraq war, any old war
are created by the rich.
Iraq war, any old war
creates for them a niche.

But for the ones who go and fight
and never are the same,
They go and visit a wall that's built
that's home to their brother's name.