In Korea after the slaying of South Korean civilian Kim Sun-il in Iraq, June 2004
ANGRY... 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 devils 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?