Desert Storm
By luigi_pagano
Thu, 16 Aug 2018
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It was nineteen-ninety
and for Iraq
the forecast was bad
as precipitations
had been predicted.
Black clouds gathered
and bombs rained
on Baghdad.
The operation
codenamed Desert Storm
had begun.
and for Iraq
the forecast was bad
as precipitations
had been predicted.
Black clouds gathered
and bombs rained
on Baghdad.
The operation
codenamed Desert Storm
had begun.
The city was pounded
from ships out at sea
with artillery guns;
the night sky was full
of lethal fireworks
and the deafening blasts
of exploding shells
sounded like thunder.
The shock and awe tactic
was to make a dictator
pay for his blunder.
from ships out at sea
with artillery guns;
the night sky was full
of lethal fireworks
and the deafening blasts
of exploding shells
sounded like thunder.
The shock and awe tactic
was to make a dictator
pay for his blunder.
The despot had invaded
the state of Kuwait
so a coalition of nations
agreed to retaliate.
But the fierce ordnance
that wreaked havoc
on the capital city
took no sides in the battle
and did not have pity
on the innocent people
caught in the crossfire.
the state of Kuwait
so a coalition of nations
agreed to retaliate.
But the fierce ordnance
that wreaked havoc
on the capital city
took no sides in the battle
and did not have pity
on the innocent people
caught in the crossfire.
© Luigi Pagano 2018
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It sounds like you put a lot
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It sounds like you put a lot of thought into this poem for the I P Luigi.
Every moment of that terrible event is captured here with a flow of rhythm.
Brilliant.
Jenny. xx
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