These poems have participated in the third poetry competition in English Dept, College of Arts, Basrah University, 4-4-2012

Halabcha,The City of Dream

Ahmed Amjed

(Al-Mutamyyizeen , 4^th class)

And

 Dr Hana Al-Bayyati

I was on the mountain

When a loud scream 
Was coming from downstream

Watching thousands of men

And women.

The wall

 Was falling

The doll

Was burning

The girl

Was running

Screaming,

Falling,

Burning

With her doll

All goes to heaven
The realm of dream

Deem to be the theme

Of a burning team

The beam, the gleam, the stream

All in one scheme

                                          Ruined by an extreme regime.     

  O, My Country

Dhuha   Ramadan

Al-Farahidi

And

Dr Hana Al-Bayyati

I  love  you

O, my  country!

I cannot see you crying

I cannot see you dying

I will fight to make you happy

O, my country!

I love your heights

I love your nights

And calling for your rights

The sun, the moon in your sky

Would be forever high,

They would not be hidden by the cloud

You are

 My treasure,

Which is found

With pleasure.

I will not leave you alone

With tears

 And  fears

Oh my country!

I want you to live in peace.

I want to see your smile

Shining in your historical file.

Do not worry

Oh my country!

Do not worry!

            

   An   Iraqi Rapper

 Ahmad Hardan 

Al-Farahidi, 4 th class

 and

Dr Hana Al-Bayyati

I am black

A ganster from Iraq

Every one sings with me

In rapping  on  my country

I am talking about Iraq for sure

Don’t be shy ,  scream out more

I  left Iraq, and I 'll be back

To the niggers, violating the track

I just like

To be  a monarch

Who  scares us with his rank

I want you to walk

In a  rank

Our soul is hidden in a tank

I am black

A gangster from Iraq

Ali   Isam

5^th grade

Al-Muwhubin School

I am a student in a gifted school

I am not a  nerd, I am cool

I use my brain as a tool.

I do not  sit on a stool

Doing nothing  like a fool.

My school

Teaches me how to be cooI

We will make a deal

We are together in the same pool

Swimming  to reach the goal

I do not easily crack

  I do not scare like a duck

I  live in Iraq

I hear the bomb like eating a snack

O bush!, O barak!

Tell your troops to leave Iraq.

For our country we will work

Conquering  Iraq is not a joke .

It is  a serious mistake.

You should give as you  take.

Leaving us , an eaten cake

Is not fair, we  shoul work

Together  to build Iraq.