Faye Sizemore

In Korea after the slaying of South Korean civilian
Kim Sun-il in Iraq, June 2004ANGRY… SO ANGRY
A South Korean man…
his name was Kim
I cannot forget him
Nightly it seems
… his pleas and screams
… they are haunting my dreams
That I could do nothing…
that is haunting my waking
I refuse to be browbeaten or quaking…
How dare they… the evilest of devil’s spawn…
if I could… they would all be dead before dawn
How long will we let these murderers go on
… at this… their own chosen pace…
Will we continue in their time and space…
until it is our own head… thrown in our face?
©Copyright June 23, 2004 by Faye Sizemore