A poem on Iraq

[richardf8]

Sometimes I wonder
If George W. Bush wasn't told the whole truth:
That there were no WMD's in Iraq
That our accusations were a little game we played
By gentlemen's agreement
That our occasional bombings and strafings
Were a price he was willing to pay
To let his neighbors believe
Or wonder at least if
He was too dangerous to attack.

Sometimes I wonder
If he was told
And he just didn't give a damn
Eager perhaps, to rain fire and brimstone
Shock and awe
Upon Saddam and his Saddamists
To end the Saddamy there
Once and for all.

Sometimes I wonder
If, squirreled away in Syria
There aren't missiles
Avec au France
From Chinese parts
That could have flown far
Crossed Jordan
Remaining to be found
Hidden away
in a compact between tyrants
with a common goal.

We were rash, we were brash
We tipped our hand far too early
We did not draw
Our house was not full
When we called the bluff
And when we won
The pot was empty
Because no one else had raised
And now we'll never know
What the stakes were or might have been
or if there were any at all.

Comments

[deckardcanine.livejournal.com]

Your poem and Level Head's both are quite humbling,
But I'm left to wonder who's doing the bumbling.
Some show a photo and say that it's proof,
While others contend it's a lie or a goof.

Whatever the truth, I'm opposing the war
For death tolls, expenses, bad image, and more.
When Bush's approval topped 90 percent,
I stuck with the rest, and I'll never repent.