Contemporary411

__An Iraqis Blog__
Monday, October 02, 2006 Inspired by Z ;)


 * Lost in the city**

Where to go, When there’s no where to hide? Every crack in this city, Has a secret inside.

Streets roaming with rats, At the newcomer they stare, It’s a dog eat dog world, ‘coz life is unfair.

Raw darkness, bitter cold, Struggling through rain, But when it all comes down, There’s no gain without pain.

You got to make you own way, Carve your own name, At the end of the day, It’s how you play your own game.

Don’t let them put you down, Fight till the end, It’s just the beginning, Get through the first bend.

Feeling small in the city, It’s all in the mind, Soon enough you’ll be king, Just got to know what to find.

Your path has always been set, You weren’t born in a maze, But don’t change to adapt, Just adapt to this phase. posted by Sincerity at 5:04 PM 9 comments

__Analysis:__
Frederick Douglas was a black man who was enslaved. His ability to read and write restrained by the laws enforced by the government. He wrote __My Bondage and My Freedom__ to show how he adapted to the way he had to live. Although very lucky to have a slaveholder who, initially, wasn’t against his learning he had to find his own ways to learn. Now people in Iraq are going up against a very hard battle, the fact that war is occurring day in and day out in their homeland. People had lived lives that were run and controlled by a tyrannical man, Saadam Hussein. Women have the greater struggle having never seen oppurtunities in their homeland.They had no freedom whether it be enslaved or not, but as free thought as well.

After September 11, 2001, our president decided to invade Iraq and get rid of their tyrannical government and replace it with democracy. This would open up doors to many, to help govern their country and give them some kind of opinion in the way their government is being run. Along with this, is the many women who are given liberty and are no longer under an oppressive government which gave no chance of free thought to them. In the blog of an Iraqi woman which goes by the pen-name of Sincerity, we found a poem, “Lost In the City”. This poem represents the freedom of thought, and the ability to define yourself as you would like to. She states, “But don’t change to adapt, Just adapt to this phase.”, (ln. 27,28). These lines state the ability to make do with whatever situation you are put in. The lines “At the end of the day, It’s how you play your own game” (ln. 15,16), show that it doesn’t matter what situation you are in. Enslaved or not, you decide what you want to do and you choose to define yourself and your freedom as you would like.