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Baby Fallujah

The woman walked up the street leaving an empty room
Her glowing face and swelling womb betrayed impending doom
Gun shots rang out all around and the streets became a tomb
To save this baby it must be pulled from a dying mother's womb.

In the anarchy that ensued, the man crouching in a doorway rushed to her aid
He shouted and delegated to others to help drag her from whence she laid
Time was of the essence to ensure the child inside wouldn't fade
This was not the first time the man had seen this scenario play.

The man rushed her to the doctor along with a crew of three
After they laid her on a gurney he felt the urge to flee
Instead he raised his camera - intent the world should see
The spoils of war in all of it's glory, and man-made atrocities.

In the midst of this chaos other victims streamed in
Blaming only the Western soldiers and cursing their lives of sin
Screaming Allah must be angry! He has sent us a wicked djinn!
Broken and bleeding their eyes reflect the dying that lies within.

The cameraman is running just to keep up with his charge
Anyone trying to stop him - through them he'll have to barge
Doctors are working fast, their case load already much too large
Cesearian Incision not too precise - but then the dead never scar.

The camera's shutter flutters, the lens never misses a beat
The first image the camera caught were of tiny little feet
The man thought, things will be alright as long as death doesn't cheat
Wait! Here come the first moments of life of the child he stayed to greet.

The cameraman smiles as baby is about to be lifted from it's fold
Cameraman so proud in this criminal pantomime that he played a hero's role
However, his soul could never be consoled, and his blood had never run so cold
Let the world behold, in this tiny baby's back, there was a huge, gaping
bullet hole.



Author notes

I watch a lot of war footage from the soldiers, and reporters. I saw this with my own eyes, there was a child with a bullet hole so large you could see clear to the other side of the room through it's poor little body. Can't get it out of my head, so I put pen to paper. Sorry, if it seems graphic....such is the nature of the beast.

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  • creationsfromheart
    May 5, 2008
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    A beautiful heart wrenching story... thank you for sharing with us!


  • RedwingSpirit silver member
    May 5, 2008

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    Welcome To Allpoetry

    Hi Just2criminal4words

    Oh my that is so horrible. ughhh poor little innocent soul. Such a heartbreaking write. Thanks for sharing with us at Ap.
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    Cara


  • individuality gold member
    April 25, 2008

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    a good piece and i like that you do not hold to the less is more mentality a lot of people have here in this site.


  • nickkiwick
    April 24, 2008

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    This is absolutley heatwrenching and so very real! I appreciate the caring way in which you penned this. Very well done! Brings tears to my eyes

  • amy86
    April 22, 2008
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    excellent!

    What a shocking story. You told it brilliantley and with sensitivity. I felt as if i had also seen it on the t.v. You wrote exremily well with a good begining that gave us a picture of whats happening then the middle u let us know all what was is happening around the situation, Then comes the shocking ending. This piece is absolutley excellent!!

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