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whose guilt trip is it Mr Bush?
A poem by Rex Tyler (rex@cooksdelight.co.uk) Source: www.cooksdelight.co.uk |
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we followed them blindly into battle Bush and all his young men gun's ablaze we bombed Baghdad until the ground rocked daily weapons of destruction our malaise Saddam,the awful tyrrant was disposed of his palaces fire-bombed he left for dead his 2 sons shot to pieces in some fire fight matters coming to an awesome head the American's their guns their tanks, oppressing seen as rulers lots of untold stress they lit a fire fuelled chiefly on emotion and now 1 year on there's an awful mess people want to rule to know their destiny America the bully shoots its way out of situations which are paramountly obvious and clearly there must be a better way Blair's gone quiet the war is again bloody Bush hopes to get back in charge again He really hasn't been good for the planet Livingstone was right that fact is plain we followed them blindly into battle slaughtered thousands and we now expect people to come round and throw us roses and when its bombs and grenades we object we call them thugs and terrorists invaders, we tore the life and soul out of their state sanctions left their children dead and dying the war increased that suffering of late mediation seems not in our psche its gunfights, tanks and hardware thats engaged resolve is with the people of the country a year on in emotions we've all aged I said before we went to war its madness we marched we wrote our poems but Dear Blair followed Bush into the paths of evil and now we pay a high price to be there you can't fight fire with fire we have to give up the oil the dreams the dosh we'd hoped to make the people of IRAQ have sufferred greatly and now they want a share of their own cake suicide is nothing when there's nothing when oppressed, and sanctioned right up to the hilt when you've lost your family homes, and way of life Then someone else must also share some guilt |