For My Grandson In This Time Of War

I push my grandson in his Hot Wheels Jeep,
he is one and has just started walking.
He’s a happy little boy.

Somewhere in the blowing sands of the Iraqi desert,
a young man loved by his grandfather
is lying dead in a sand box a million miles from home.

Somewhere in the city of Baghdad
little children are blown apart by 500lbs. bombs.
The grandparents can not put the pieces together.

My grandson plays in his Hot Wheels Jeep
and I pray to my wayward God.
"Never, God, never send this little boy to war!"