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### Iraq, the Land That Cries A poem for a wounded homeland — Basra, New Year’s Eve Once, Iraq was a garden of light, The cradle of wisdom, the home of the brave, Now its children grow up surrounded by fear, And the land of the free feels trapped in a grave. Oh, Iraq, my heart breaks for you, For the dreams that were stolen, the skies turned grey, For the mothers who weep through the long, dark nights, And the innocent souls who were taken away. The militias rise while the people fall, Foreign hands cast shadows across our land, Corruption sits proudly inside the halls, While the poor cry for justice no one demands. They promised us peace, they promised us hope, But left us with sorrow, with wounds, and despair, Our treasures were stolen, our future was sold, And our cries for freedom vanished in the air. And Basra, oh Basra, what happened to you? Your rivers remember what people forget, Your streets once alive with laughter and dreams, Now carry the weight of a nation's regret. On New Year's Eve, beneath the night's sky, The people came out with hope in their eyes, To welcome a year that might bring them some peace, To leave all their sorrows and hear children's cries. But what should have been a night full of joy Became a nightmare no girl should endure, When girls faced harassment in the crowded streets, And safety became a promise unsure. What kind of country lets its daughters feel fear? What kind of justice abandons their pain? No girl should be frightened to walk through her city, No woman should suffer while cowards remain. Their dignity matters, their voices are real, Their pain is not something the world should ignore, A nation is broken when girls aren't protected, When the innocent suffer and justice is poor. Oh, Iraq, you deserve so much more, Than militias, corruption, and endless war. You deserve leaders with honour and truth, A future of freedom for your girls and youth. I dream of a day when your streets shine again, When Basra's daughters can walk without fear, When the rivers run clean and the children can laugh, And peace is no longer a stranger here. Iraq, you are wounded, but you are not gone. Your spirit still burns like the light of the dawn. They may steal your wealth, they may shatter your land, But they cannot forever silence your stand. One day, the tears will give way to a smile, One day, justice will walk every street. And the people of Iraq will rise from the ashes, With freedom and dignity beneath their feet. Until that day, let the whole world hear: Iraq is not theirs to destroy. It belongs to its people, its daughters and sons, To the hearts that still carry its hope and its joy. For Iraq. For Basra. For every girl who deserves to live without fear. And for a homeland that deserves peace, justice, and a future free from corruption.

### Iraq, the Land That Cries A poem for a wounded homeland — Basra, New Year’s Eve Once, Iraq was a garden of light, The cradle of wisdom, the home of the brave, Now its children grow up surrounded by fear, And the land of the free feels trapped in a grave. Oh, Iraq, my heart breaks for you, For the dreams that were stolen, the skies turned grey, For the mothers who weep through the long, dark nights, And the innocent souls who were taken away. The militias rise while the people fall, Foreign hands cast shadows across our land, Corruption sits proudly inside the halls, While the poor cry for justice no one demands. They promised us peace, they promised us hope, But left us with sorrow, with wounds, and despair, Our treasures were stolen, our future was sold, And our cries for freedom vanished in the air. And Basra, oh Basra, what happened to you? Your rivers remember what people forget, Your streets once alive with laughter and dreams, Now carry the weight of a nation's regret. On New Year's Eve, beneath the night's sky, The people came out with hope in their eyes, To welcome a year that might bring them some peace, To leave all their sorrows and hear children's cries. But what should have been a night full of joy Became a nightmare no girl should endure, When girls faced harassment in the crowded streets, And safety became a promise unsure. What kind of country lets its daughters feel fear? What kind of justice abandons their pain? No girl should be frightened to walk through her city, No woman should suffer while cowards remain. Their dignity matters, their voices are real, Their pain is not something the world should ignore, A nation is broken when girls aren't protected, When the innocent suffer and justice is poor. Oh, Iraq, you deserve so much more, Than militias, corruption, and endless war. You deserve leaders with honour and truth, A future of freedom for your girls and youth. I dream of a day when your streets shine again, When Basra's daughters can walk without fear, When the rivers run clean and the children can laugh, And peace is no longer a stranger here. Iraq, you are wounded, but you are not gone. Your spirit still burns like the light of the dawn. They may steal your wealth, they may shatter your land, But they cannot forever silence your stand. One day, the tears will give way to a smile, One day, justice will walk every street. And the people of Iraq will rise from the ashes, With freedom and dignity beneath their feet. Until that day, let the whole world hear: Iraq is not theirs to destroy. It belongs to its people, its daughters and sons, To the hearts that still carry its hope and its joy. For Iraq. For Basra. For every girl who deserves to live without fear. And for a homeland that deserves peace, justice, and a future free from corruption.

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