The one.. with fear on the face..
Who failed to find the right place..
In cruel, suspicious lands,
Alone.. without freedom and friends.
He killed every traveller, stranger,
The blood satisfied his anger.
The fight for the light in the tunnel,
Became like the life of the colonel.
Who loves the U.S. , but a pity,
He lives in Iraqian city..
And night is the savior for sinner,
His tolerance goes as the winner.
The nasty pathetic emotions,
Were killing him, touring in oceans.
He thought what the life is a beauty,
But now realised - it's a duty..
prisoner
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