Iraq: 2014

They’re fighting in Fallujah,
again: the rattle of the heavy
caliber stuff, the whine

of rockets, the cries of
children once more flood
the night, once more blood

marks the trail. Religion
and oil and imperialism
pass out the ammunition,

urging on the firefight,
cheering each new bomb
blast, saluting the dead

with statues and ceremony.
Salvation is on the march,
they promise, while far

away peace is locked down,
unattended and struggling,
in dark rooms of the past.

Paul Lojeski's poetry has appeared in journals and online. He’s also the author of the satiric novel, The Reverend Jimmy Pup. He lives with his wife and daughter in Port Jefferson, NY. Read other articles by Paul.