Can Somebody Cry For Me?

I’ve had this image in my mind for days. I keep seeing this sweet little Iraqi girl sailing into heaven after being killed. This is what she is saying to me, and I don’t know how to answer her.


I sail away into the sky

As I stare down below

My home destroyed and family dead

Now to heaven I go


But none will talk of how I died

No cameras are at the scene

No weeping eyes or mourning hearts

Why don’t they cry for me?


Because I’m in a far away land?

My skin is different, I guess

Is that why no one thinks of me

Does this make me any less?


Today I died – a stray bullet they said

My body resting by a tree

I’m just as precious, just as sweet

Why does no one cry for me?


with liberty and justice for all?



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