8-28-07 (Sitting on the ground in front of Hotel Palaca)
This piece was inspired by a book called Iraq: Under Siege
Waiting for things unknown violent images passed before his closed eyes...Various scenarios that could have been his life if but the slightest twist of fate...
Would he have had the same aspirations and dreams? Strengths and weaknesses? Would he live his life teetering between stability or forever falling looking for anyone or anything onto which to latch on?...
Would he find love? Be loved? Look onto others and find within them the things others could not love?...
Would he have even lived long enough to develop complex ideas, thoughts, arguments? Or would his life have ended cradled in his mothers arms as she fled only to find a "no entry" sign ahead and billows of smoke behind?...
Meditating in his cingular spot the images continued...
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