lost times
trampled on
by accessories of strategy
never thought
never found
never saw
the play fields
children's toys
the memories
walks down sun-lit lanes
arms entwined
warmth like freshly-brewed tea
with a golden-brown hint of nostalgia
lost dreams
uprooted
and flung into the Tigris
ripped earth as red
as the blood of the
with a golden-brown hint of nostalgia
lost dreams
uprooted
and flung into the Tigris
ripped earth as red
as the blood of the
lost years
expunged
then dried
then cracked by tank wheels
wet with more blood
and then left to rot
lost words
lost glances
lost meanings
all extricated
stuffed into a khaki
knapsack
and thrown into the Euphrates
lost moments
when tea was passed
and the earth warm
under our bodies
where we sat
laughter
like the sun had suddenly
gotten the gist of the joke
and shade
like paradise
had descended into Zawaraa
in an instant of confusion
expunged
then dried
then cracked by tank wheels
wet with more blood
and then left to rot
lost words
lost glances
lost meanings
all extricated
stuffed into a khaki
knapsack
and thrown into the Euphrates
lost moments
when tea was passed
and the earth warm
under our bodies
where we sat
laughter
like the sun had suddenly
gotten the gist of the joke
and shade
like paradise
had descended into Zawaraa
in an instant of confusion
lost
stolen
occupied
forgotten...
stolen
occupied
forgotten...
