Blackwing X

suicide bomber

Then And Now Nightmare Baghdad

The sun set no moon or stars in the sky
electricity cuts not one light was on
streets abandoned dark and desolate
only a couple of wild dogs and feral cats
hide in back alleyway corners cowering
coalition imposed 10 to 4A.M. curfew
shoot to maim or kill anything
with two legs walking

Short Story: A Suicide Bomber

It was near the end of a long drive
in the beat-up looking white Toyota
the preferred car and choice color
soon to become the suicide bomber's
dream weapon from Allah...

Bomb Blast In Central Baghdad

The blast bellowed throughout central Baghdad
7:45 A.M. when police officers frequently stop
for beans and egg breakfast
at the local Abu Nuwas restaurant

As the story goes
a big burly rude and surly guard at the door
began poking fun in sadistic jest
jabbing his stubby fingers into the man's chest
looking down his fat nostrils snorted
“what you want sandnigga?
show your I.D. papers shorty!”
snoting and slobbering spit in the man's face