today i cried

today i cried
i cried
for the little iraqi girl
who had her face
burnt off

i imagined her
as my daughter
screeming in pain
and i
screeming in anguish
at the americans
whose errant mortar
was the cause

i'm running with her
in my arms
as fast as i can
for help
to save her

why?
why did this have to happen...
to her?
to me?
to US?