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Author: kAIT REDFERN
Fiction Rated: M - English - General - Reviews: 5 - Published: 09-16-05 - Updated: 09-16-05 - id:2008431

This is my friend Sam's poem. This is her opinion and I ask that you respect it even if it may contrast with your beliefs. I am aware you may disagree but we are all entitled to freedom of speech after all, and she would like me to put this up here so I have.

War fuelled puppets.

I was once proud of my nation the union jack was my salvation andIwould have done anything it took to save them but now I’m disgraced and ashamed brainwashed by Tony Blair’s ways and everything he says.

Failure till the day he dies for leading our country to virtual suicide, when there’s men at war with kids at home left alone not knowing if daddies coming back home on a plane a free man or inside a coffin as an other victim of Tony Blair’s plan.

Do you ever stop to think of the wife’s situation that you’ve dropped her in with no warning or hesitation, left to tell her babies that daddies gone away with the angels whilst you sit with your family all happy and stable because thinking of the truth is too painful?

Because if the truth be told and it was your family who were bombed day and night, lack of sleep- too frightened to close their eyes in case you and your babies mama wasn’t by there side , you would understand why not all the Afghanistan people are terrorists willing to kill for the loss of human life.

Why are you so adamant we are different? You need to stop and think it through because we have people similar to terrorists in our country too.

The only difference is they don’t walk around in masks with guns in their hands, they do it in disguise always perfectly planned and they too kill with the intent to destroy people’s lives- because everyone has a killer buried deep inside.

Don’t get me wrong what they do has no excuses. They should be tried and executed, but at the end we all end up in the same place, staring straight into gods face on judgement day and that’s his job not yours to put us in our place.

I’m not sticking up for terrorism, but I am for innocent victims, and I don’t just mean Afghanistan’s but us British and Americans because we’re in this equation too. One minute we drop bombs and then we drop food, and it leaves innocent Afghanistan’s confused. Then they turn terrorists and against us to avenge the death of his family feud, going to his family’s funeral all because of an order, ordered by you, Mr president prime minister to the people who started this feud.

It seems for some reason the citizens minds have faded and they’ve forgot who their government hired to save them spy on his own nation. Mentioning no names but his face is well known, the papers lost not found reward will be major.

Facts like these should never have faded but it did because the government forgot to state it.

So I suppose what I’m trying to say is this war comes from all places and that’s a fact I have officially stated.



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