Middle East

Shy, soft, cloud

~

In the Middle East

She stood

A mom, a woman to say the least

Yes she was barely understood

~

She had to hide her beauty

From others

It was her duty

~

She was to hide all of her emotions

And her body too

She smelled like a flowery potion

In the Middle East its what she must do

~

This day was so hot

Not a cloud in the sky

When she heard what sounded like a shot

~

For coming outside without her man

A woman, a mom had been shot

To take her sick child to the doctor

~

She would die soon

Slow lingering death

Heat and moisture like that of a monsoon

~

Thank god for this country

And for all the freedoms we enjoy
__________
LOve...Jaqi
© 1998-2005

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