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In the Middle-East
where games are played
with bombs and bullets
a missile turns a soccer field
into a mass grave
for children.
A continent away
in the City of Lights
games are played
with pistols, bows and arrows,
hammers, javelins and shot,
epee, foil and sabre,
weapons of war
from another time.
On TV
I am watching a compatriot
step up on a podium
to accept her medal
for swimming
something called the Butterfly -
the anthem is played
as the flag is raised.
On another channel
I see a prisoner swap
between America and Putin's Russia;
I knew my country would never abandon me
says the journalist
in the arms
of his mom and dad.
I knew my country would never abandon me
says the trained-assassin
his chest pinned
with the hero's medal.
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