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Does Anyone Remember Any More?  | | Ben Heine/ MWC NEWS |
Can anyone recall the "official" reason for the US Army to stay in Iraq? I'm not refering to the real reason which everyone now knows is about oil and a futile attempt to protect the US$ as the world's reserve currency. I thought the official reason was all about remaining in Iraq until the intersect violence subsides.
But today I have received a message from a young girl called Sara who lives in Baghdad which states that an American tank sat idly by, unable to enter the rubble filled streets, while her familiy was threatened by militia. The question is I suppose, was the US Army supposed to be protecting her and her family or were they in fact actually protecting the murderous thugs whilst they carried out their business?
This was the e-mail "My family was attacked while sleeping by militia men and they were protected by an american tank, that could not proceed trampling on our small street, and it stayed at the end of the street like a looming ghost. The militants said that we are hiding sunni terrorists, and they were intending to kill all of us, women before men. Until my stunned mother remembered that her family was from shia and she brought her old tattered Id to show it to them, only in this moment they left us alone, but they left us trembling of fear, and we still chilling to remember that they were over here to kill us. After this incident we tried to go back to Syria where we still have a new small house , but our notorious (iraqi luck) let us discover that all iraqi visa to Syria is cancelled ."
Michael Lee
Oxford UK
Untimely in a land unknown at a time yet not arrived. Thus, I was born within the forest of beast and rock. My heart in void started beating.
I abandoned the cradle of reiteration in a land with no bird, no spring.
My first journey was a return from the hope-abrading vistas of thorn and sand,
without having gone far
on the inexperienced feet of the fledgeling that was I. My first journey was a return. The vast distance
taught no hope.
Trembling, I stood on the feet of the novice that was I
facing the horizon ablaze. I realized that there was no tidings
for in between stood a mirage.
The vast distance taught no hope.
I learnt that there was no tidings:
This boundless was a prison so huge that the soul
hid in tears
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