At Hussein shrine, nostalgia for a strong leader
Filing past marble tomb
Festooned with plastic carnations,
Purple and green lights flicker
Children throw sweets
We pay respect to
a jackal bearing blood drenched fang,
Our fallen leader
(Don’t think of how Uday and Qusay,
Would select a treasured daughter,
Devour and throw her away,
Predator and prey)
Look how these weak leaders quake
Without Saddam
(Forget the Kurds he gassed
The thousand daily terrors of his reign)
When he ruled,
Electricity flickered from outlets,
Children walked to school
Knowing whom to fear
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