imagine sleeping in your bedna deafening sound rattles your headnyou sneak a look from your doornyour mothers dead lying on the floornsoldiers gather around the corpsenbrutally murdered with intensive forcendoors smashed in soldiers take aimnyour fathers life is taken the samena thick blade carves through his throatnyour hero’s gone along with hopenblood stains the walls and covers the floornoff they go in to the next doornthoughts quickly pass through your mindnyour sisters five and she's next in linennyou hear her screams then six shotsngargling blood covers her thoughtsnwaiting for death you cower and crynknowing you are next to diensilence fills your shredded homenthere you are left alonenrunning down to your sisters roomnhow much more can you consumensee her lay with six to the chestnhold her as she takes her last breathn“hush little baby and don't say a wordnill meet you in heaven to fly with the birds”nfor those of you who just turn there backnthis just happened in iraqnnmy nightmare still continues...