I bow my head, it reaches the ground
I beg you then, to hear the sound
Of the requiem I hold in my head
Don’t convince me, I won’t believe it’s dead
Squeeze my heart and juice it up
And drink the blood, oh don’t stop
I am the unspoken requiem
I wasted half my life searching for a home
You are my lord, I am your slave
So cut me now, and announce me brave
I have endured so much blame
I can’t take this undeserved shame
I am the one who drinks from your palm
I am the one who you caused harm
I am the requiem for the east
But you won’t understand me, just like the rest
Author notes
This is indicated for the people of Iraq and how they deal with the governements that have ruled them through the centuries, since 1920 and on.
I hope you enjoy this write, it just shows the Iraqi people's sufferings and that's all I wanted to show. 
I, I am = Iraqi people
You, Your = The government
The rest = the Arabic countries
Thanks for reading!
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- Title/Quote Prompt by Harlequin Dance.
600 points, ended October 25, 2008, 17 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is powerfull stuff, and so deserving of a trophy even if it is only a bronze. The imagery here shows clearly the suffering of the Iraqi people. Thanks for sharing and your grammar was above par
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You are my lord, I am your slave,
So cut me now and annonce me brave,
You are brave as well as the rest of your people,,, God bless you all,, this line will be my mantra today,,, and tonight while I'm working,,,thanks for sharing,,,,,
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A very strong poem with very strong imagery. Your poem does well to bridge understanding. To understand something, to empathise, is the beginnings of the pathway to love.
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Beautiful! It's touching, and I love it
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This is a remarkable poem and denotes beautifuly your strength of character, it is difficult for us sitting here in our easy life to imagine whaat the people of your country have suffered, but you tell us here bravely and without self pity and with the skillfull beautiful words that i have come to expect from a writer withmore potential than she thinks very very good write and as always thanks for sharing wishing you and yours well littlefishone ( theresa)
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Omg! Noor! I loved this! Loved it, loved it, loved it. I am so into politics, completely, and I love stories and poetry about politics as well. And what you have written here in this piece is so deep! I just loved it! I don't know what else to say! Everything was amazing. Really good flow, especially when I was reading it out loud. Brilliant words. Well done! Good luck in the contest!
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DEEPLY HEARTFELT!!!!
I just cannot imagine what one must feel being under anothers control their whole life. Then again here in my country it is fast becoming that way, more and more govenment control. So in a way I am beginning to feel the way you do, hurt, misused, and sorrowful.
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Indeed, bro. I've been feeling guilty about not writing for my country, ever, but when I wrote it I realized that we are no longer the only ones that are hurt by those who rule us.
Thanks for the nice comment, bro!
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In some places your rhythym is disrupted- it feels as if you have sacrificed good rhythym to find a rhyme. When this happens to me I usually try to write two side-by-side drafts of the poem- an edited, rhyming version, and one that uses the same ideas and several of my favourite phrases, but does not rhyme.
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I'll take a look at the poem again, thanks for the help.
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Title Prompt: Requiem for the East
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This was a very unique title and honestly a hard one to work with. I've put it up, hope it is what you wanted.
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