I am Iraq. I am the land of the butchered and the deformed. The land of the deprived and degraded. The land of lost orphans and dark sorrow. I am the land of destruction and despair.
I am Iraq. Today the mass murder of my people and US occupation upon my soil – all in the name of freedom and democracy, withdrew.
I am Iraq. I was raped continually for 8 years until December 2011. They enslaved me with imperial chains, caged me in with tanks and bombs, and beat me with Western arrogance. They killed me, to never rise again.
I am Iraq. Since 2003 it only rained bombs, bullets, and limbs on my land. I cried rivers of blood, and only reaped the bodies of my people.
I am Iraq. US occupation recorded 109,318 deaths of my people, all civilians, whilst hiding the dark figure of
I am Iraq. My children were bombed, my women and girls were gang raped, my men executed, my elderly were shot dead. You will never know their names, see their faces, or hear their stories.
I am Iraq. My homeless children seek their mothers with amputated arms for refuge, they are beggars of identity amidst my blood-drenched soil.
I am Iraq. The savage US occupation of my land and people overturned 5 million of them into refugees, internally and externally, and 5 million of my children into orphans.
I am Iraq. They slaughtered my people and called it collateral damage. They imprisoned my people and called it security measure. They robbed my resources, they invaded my land and they called it democracy.
I am Iraq. US soldiers are deemed heroes with medals and awards whilst the mothers and fathers of my land fight in tears, sweat and blood to protect their children.
I am Iraq. Not only did the US cowards slaughter millions of my people but left the living mentally crippled, physically impaired and most with the effects from toxic chemicals and weaponry.
I am Iraq. I am the land of camouflaged massacre. My hands have been melted by white phosphorus. My legs have been destroyed with depleted uranium.
I am Iraq. 43% of my people suffer in horrendous poverty as soldiers who bombarded their villages and razed lives claim for disability.
I am Iraq. It cost American taxpayers $390,000 to deploy one troop on my land for a year while the US occupation cost me an average 9 civilian deaths per day.
I am Iraq. In World War 1, 10% were civilian deaths. World War 2, 50% were civilian deaths. Vietnam War 70% were civilian deaths, and me? 90% civilian deaths. But I, am not a war. A war needs substantial defence.
I am Iraq. A single death of an American or British soldier is tragic, but the million deaths of my people are only statistics. They fit the death of my people onto pie charts as numbers. Not humans.
I am Iraq. My people were electrocuted, stripped naked, burnt, beaten and humiliated in prisons. My people were treated not like people, not like animals, but like creatures.
I am Iraq. Whilst there are large patriotic memorials and funerals for the soldiers killed during the process of butchering my people, the butchered rot without headstones on my soil.
I am Iraq. The US invasion of my land was sold to the world as necessary to bring democracy to the Middle East. 8 years on they leave, saying they leave, with their heads held high.
I am Iraq. Before I was an oil prize, I was a rich, beautiful, fertile land, me and my land, we were known as the cradle of civilization.
I am Iraq. Do you remember me?
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