We, those that do the dirty work you speak of, don't look at it that way. ¿How many Beslans, Sudans, Killing Fields, Bosnias, massacres of Khurds, . . are we willing to live with in our air conditiioned SUVs and well-paying jobs? This war wasn't made by one man, but by a cult that seeks to destroy every tall building and put every woman behind a black cloth and allow her husband to beat her when he wills. Forgive my expansiveness, -m-

that was powerful, very powerful. wow...

Yeah! This is a really great poem, great rhyming, great wording, but mostly great message!

Wonderful. The rhyme flow is great, not awkward at all. I especially like your closing lines. If only our world leaders would take your advice.