Take a little time to read this: http://www.aliveinbaghdad.org/node/259 There are your terrorists. Ordinary people. That's my opinion anyway.
This is a poem I wrote after the attack on Fallujah... OF A BROKEN HOME For Hudda Fawzi Salam Issawi, and all those like her, of a broken home... She walked the dirt-trodden road alone, Who else would follow where she wandered now? Her heart was laden, heavy as the cargo About her waist. Grief, despair, sorrow, bitterness, love-lost contempt. Rage! A childhood in a broken home, Ten years behind her, Now little more than rubble, A haze-filled memory; Footnote to a page in history. Fallujah. A bomber passed above her, history marched on, And she, but a pebble to its tide, moved with it. Her mind in shackles, she bore the key About her waist. Pain, fury, mourning, emptiness to passion-fuelled vitriol. Revenge! For a father shot at his door, Sister - beaten - murdered; As she lay hidden, In a broken home. She cried as she reached the checkpoint, Where the soldiers turned their guns towards her. But she shed no tears for a family lost. Her adoptive parents - hatred and fear, And she, their child, cried - ”Allahu akbar!” She pulled the cord About her waist, As though it were a light-switch. She switched off her light with semtex, And her memory Of a broken home In Fallujah. http://www.laurahird.com/showcase/salmanshaheen.html
PS. Will just move this to the main UK Forum for top billing Politics may seem random sometimes, but it's important, honest....
