Irving E. Rice

ENEMIES IN IRAQ AND MORE

You kill the people with a knife,
And hold their heads up high.
God will hold them higher yet,
Their souls will pass you by.
You smile, laugh and think,
That God is on your side.
The sword of God will take you down,
No place that you can hide!
Oh! Rocket way up in the sky,
Where’s your fearless sting?
God could bat you all away,
With just an angel’s wing.
The enemy works for the one,
Who controls the night.
Their judgment comes, from the one,
Who controls the light.
To the families who have lost,
Someone they love dear.
No greater are the ones who give
Their lives for someone near.