The city seems a single color

Sandy tones, although heightened others

Shops of greens, blues and reds

Bullet holes in buildings, memories of soldiers dead.


The city is a wreck, mirrored on people's faces

Hatred staring at us, as our heart races

These people can't forgive and neither can we

Remembering the rounds of depleted uranium, shot on tv


As the conflict draws to an end

The Americans have left maimed

The city remains a keg of powder

And 'the base' they hold the flame 

Main Location:

Al-Fallujah, Iraq