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At Qadisiyyah, Khalid, the great Islamic leader, defeated the Sassanids or Persians in 636 AD leading to the conquest of Persia by Islam Recently there was a battle between ISIS and the Iraqis in the same place. Firing the Kord 12.7 heavy machine gun In the back of the Toyota was powerful Especially in the dark The muzzle flash half a meter long He was an instrument of the Divine Blessed be his name The brothers were crossing the same red orange soil Where Khalid defeated the Sassinids Down that long road that led to Bagdad Everything was so pure, so clean No thoughts of that skinny sickly man, his father Or mother’s tears and wailing The swollen bodies left in ditches All the innocent dead Just the wind and the dust Hands on the trigger, the road unwinding like a rope Two f-18s sliding through the sky at twilight All the displays lit Coming on the convoy from behind Missiles  locked and launched, hostiles hit Another pass, two more flashes Back to the carrier, 10 out of 10 He opened the eye that could see Noticed the stars burning like a river in the skies A sickle moon setting Faded into a dream state for a while Images of a boy running through the ocean surf towards…. Then the pain tore him back The heavy gun lying across his legs and belly Something wrong with his right arm But he could move the left Wiped crusted red from his eye, called out to his brothers Just silence and the wind Moved his left hand to the trigger grip of the heavy gun Could still traverse a little bit Clicked off the safety and squeezed The gun roared with a spout of flame Now let them come The drone jockey was bored Waiting to go to the bar He’d texted Jess and she’d said maybe, maybe… Ops guy on the headset said activity on the road So he flew the drone down to the still smoking ruin of trucks Sure enough, movement and a muzzle flash Target acquired and Hellfire away Get some Screen went white More bad guys blown and gone The blast uncovered part of an inscribed stone slab The writing could have been Persian or Babylonian or… Might have been about a battle or a grave, we’ll never know The carrion eaters began to come And the red orange dust slid across The road.
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 1:46 PM UTC
The Road to Qadisiyyah
At Qadisiyyah, Khalid, the great Islamic leader, defeated the Sassanids or Persians in 636 AD leading to the conquest of Persia by Islam Recently there was a battle between ISIS and the Iraqis in the same place. Firing the Kord 12.7 heavy machine gun In the back of the Toyota was powerful Especially in the dark The muzzle flash half a meter long He was an instrument of the Divine Blessed be his name The brothers were crossing the same red orange soil Where Khalid defeated the Sassinids Down that long road that led to Bagdad Everything was so pure, so clean No thoughts of that skinny sickly man, his father Or mother’s tears and wailing The swollen bodies left in ditches All the innocent dead Just the wind and the dust Hands on the trigger, the road unwinding like a rope Two f-18s sliding through the sky at twilight All the displays lit Coming on the convoy from behind Missiles  locked and launched, hostiles hit Another pass, two more flashes Back to the carrier, 10 out of 10 He opened the eye that could see Noticed the stars burning like a river in the skies A sickle moon setting Faded into a dream state for a while Images of a boy running through the ocean surf towards…. Then the pain tore him back The heavy gun lying across his legs and belly Something wrong with his right arm But he could move the left Wiped crusted red from his eye, called out to his brothers Just silence and the wind Moved his left hand to the trigger grip of the heavy gun Could still traverse a little bit Clicked off the safety and squeezed The gun roared with a spout of flame Now let them come The drone jockey was bored Waiting to go to the bar He’d texted Jess and she’d said maybe, maybe… Ops guy on the headset said activity on the road So he flew the drone down to the still smoking ruin of trucks Sure enough, movement and a muzzle flash Target acquired and Hellfire away Get some Screen went white More bad guys blown and gone The blast uncovered part of an inscribed stone slab The writing could have been Persian or Babylonian or… Might have been about a battle or a grave, we’ll never know The carrion eaters began to come And the red orange dust slid across The road.
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 1:46 PM UTC
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