Her face contorted to a glare,
an air of hate presided...

Bind his feet and hands real tight
make sure that hes secure...

Steel wheels on twin tracks
as straight as one perceives...

While gazing cross the lake outside,
the moon was full and bright...

The questioned posed, before I doze
What is your favorite color...

Slowly I let Midnight go
and backed away from him...

*** i wrote this after liberating many Iraqi...
Scourged and beaten under thumb...

Neither is the glass
have empty nor half filled...

You dont know who youre talking to
echoed off the walls...

As in the scales of justice
darkness lost out to light...

Each village now all looks the same,
difference how many dead...

While in school when I was young
I always sat alone...