If you can see farther than I can
you may detect peace on the horizon.
Bloody diarrhea is postponing
the advent of the heavenly city
of this American century,
and yet it’s all happening
to the children of Iraq.
Who cares?
Apparently very few of us
who are eating clean food everyday
and are indifferently contented
with the regularity of our defications
(a euphemism not unlike a description
of a sexual encounter as “inappropriate behavior”).

These kids of the same generation as our own
in Baghdad and Basra
have never quenched their thirst
with any liquid other than dirty water
because their papas tried to take a few oil wells
from the shieks of Kuwait
which doubtless belonged
to their papas in the first place.