Tales of  War in Iraq 2003 – War without end It seems is the fate Of man. Was there ever A moment of peace in Human history? Somewhere war rages Like forest fires. One burns out, Another rages On and on and on It goes. Who is right or Wrong Good  or Evil? And when does it All dissolve into A blur? Impossible to tell? In 2003 there Should have been A death match in a ring Between George Bush Jr And Saddam Hussein with nobody else involved. But they sat in Their offices And ordered others To their deaths Like all war leaders Do. Smoking cigars In war rooms Drinking whiskey While pawns are Killed and Maimed And minds Torched never the Same again. Then You have Georgie The Vietnam Draft dodger who Specializes in impugning Others patriotism And who went AWOL After beer runs in Mexico, And who is a Recovered drunk And coke snorter, Now a born again Christian Who saw the only way to Prove his hunch Saddam Had weapons of Mass destruction was To invade and Overthrow in “regime change” rhetoric, and Saddam the tyrannical psychopath who lived to murder and torture and had dreams of being a famous conquerer, like Alexander, or Ghengis, or Attila, and  who admired Hitler and Stalin, who killed a million in A senseless slaughter Of the Iran/Iraq War, While later setting oil field Fires in visions of hell Darkness in Kuwait, Spilling millions of Oil in an Exon Valdez For the Persian Gulf, After ransacking Kuwait. Gassing the Kurds, And putting humans Into shredding machines. And mass graves With skulls shattered By bullets and Mouths still open In a final scream. While Saddam swims In the Euphrates To relax. And fires a rifle into The sky in front of Terrified masses. A criminal gangster Assassin Who took over the state And acted like The Godfather, In his pageantry. These two men looked in The mirror egos bulging and both Believed they Could not back down Without Disgrace. Who would blink first? The thirst To be the winner At any price Nice If someone else Pays the bill To Kill And unleash the Dogs Fangs glistening Waiting to maul The innocents who Are unlucky of to get In the way. Bombs incinerating Children, the old, Wives. With knives that cut Vegetables. Bushie Issued an ultimatum to Saddam, leave or else! The bombs would drop No stopping it As millions demonstrated All over the world in Peace marches. Saddam and his Caligula and Nero like Sons, Uday and Qusay, Fled into the night. As a so called “shock and Awe” rained down to kill them off. But the bombs Missed. And soldiers who Kissed Their kids and wives In a last goodbye Would Die And never come home Again. Then. Waves of Tanks, And Americans crossed Into Iraq   From Kuwait And   People all over The world watched Fiery explosions In awe And saw Antiseptic Images Censored so as to Not "shock" too Much As such To rally around the Red white and blue American Flag And the War Became like A sporting Event. On TV For free. Modern Gladiators, Like violent Video games Turned Real To seal Fates Not some fake Electronic Kill To thrill the mind With the blood lust That fascinates the Human mind. So unkind. As the spectators Gluttonously Filled their stomachs Advancing the Obesity epidemic Then sitting down To burp, and fart, And rest. And then tune in to the magical Fireworks (explosions) on The idiot box. Day after day. And perhaps even Getting at some point Bored To change the channel To something “nicer” Like a soap opera Or comedy show with A laugh track. Because we are so Dumb that we have to Be programmed when To laugh. Interrupted by a Commercial to sell Products to keep Capitalism going To finance the War machine With taxes. And finally after Many battles, And many Iraqi’s Just fleeing And hiding from The ferocity Of the American Killing machine So frightful. That after all kinds Of predictions we Were going to be in a Long long struggle. The regime Just snapped, And collapsed from Within, As The famous Iwo Jima like Image Of The Saddam Statue Was pulled down. To joyous people. Beating his dragged Broken in half Metal hulk, With shoes. The ultimate Arab Insult. And then Georgie Glowed. And Merlin like Magician Karl Rove Masterminded the Images Of Georgie Flying in on an Aircraft Carrier. Fancying himself The hero he never Was in real life Like a bogus Hollywood movie Star turn At Top Gun. Flim flam. Behind a sign that Said “Mission Accomplished.” How little did we know Then. Again. That it was just the beginning. Of a nightmare. To stare us In the Face And Race us Instead of a sprint Into a marathon……. On and on it would go. And who would know Just how dark And incompetent It would get from there. As Donald Rumsfeld Smirking and Loathsome in His  "Best and the Brightest" reincarnation Of Robert McNamera Made mind boggling Decisions. To win the war And lose the peace. As the Iraqi institutions Just evaporated, Like boiled water Under a hot flame. And ransacking Looters pillaged Virtually everything In sight.   And as Americans Took care to protect The Oil Ministry. The Museum of Antiquities and National Library Were plundered. With an inside job. And history’s Arsenal of Democracy Allowed the Cradle of civilization To be trampled. Without too much Concern. Rumsfeld pronounced more Like Marie Antoinette “let them eat cake” with his “people will vent” and the Caesar wannabe stood by and thought things would take care of themselves and Humpty Dumpty who fell off the wall would be put back together again. With American ingenuity. But instead Reality happened And the men who believed The very worst case scenarios About weapons of mass Destruction, And unproven Al Quida links To Saddam and 9/11 Then believed in Fairy Tales That we would be greeted With flowers by most Iraqi’s And things would transition Smoothly To a Democracy Domino In a place that never had A day of it in its entire History, and American  interests Would be advanced Free flowing oil, Lucrative Halliburten Contracts To make Dick Cheney’s 20 million dollar pre election 2000 buyoff seem like a good deal. And Americans Could ride obscene Fortress like SUV gas guzzlers In their god given Gluttonous need For cheap gas, While the atmosphere Steams with belching Muffler Smoke warming oceans For future environmental Catastrophes. And then All of those hot dogs In the White House Got A pie in the face. As everything started To go wrong. The song We sang the Iraqis Didn’t want to hear. And Chaos prevailed all Over. No electricity in The baking desert land. No running water either. Or sewage. Or even gasoline in A land drowning in Oil reserves. And endless lines. Americans in Saddam’s Palaces. The Green Zone It must have looked Like a dollar sign From above $. Because all the green Money was flushing Into a hole. With few results. Daily car bombings. Mortar attacks. Roadside booby traps Exploding Hummers. Little Armor to Protect Americans From the richest Government on earth. Contracting scandals from Haliburten ripping off The taxpayers. Al-Zarqawi Slitting hostages throats On TV with a smile In the name of Allah. UN headquarters bombed. Red Cross too. Kidnappings. Rampant murders not Even investigated. Too few troops in too Big a land. Alienation. As Americans became Disillusioned. What are we really here for? Did anybody have a plan For what would happen After the war? It appears they never did. Just bureaucratic wars Blame games. Fantasy spinning. Who is winning? No weapons of mass Destruction ever found. We were clowned. Into a hoax? No imminent nuclear Bomb either. The Rasputin like Chalabi fed Bush The puppet What he wanted to Hear. Cheney cherrypicked His facts to prove Only what he wanted To believe. Wilson sold WW 1 As the war to end All wars. Yeah. Also to make the world A safe place for democracy. Instead came Hitler, Mussolini, Tojo, and Stalin. Then WW 2. And Korea, Vietnam and So many other little wars. Now the democracy Domino Was unleashed but Our friend in Pakistan An ally in the War on Terror, Who developed the Islamic Atomic Holy Bomb And came to Power in a coup. Then a fraudulent election And proliferating Nuclear secrets to the highest Bidder Was blessed by the Washington DC Gang. And the Saudi royal theocrats too. Mubarak in Egypt arrested democracy Activists. Democracy is only good for your enemies Dictator cronies are ok if they sell you Oil, and do your dirty work. Look the other way. They say. Meanwhile, Georgie Let Kim Jong IL build Nuclear weapons defiantly In  North Korea. And did almost nothing. And Mullahs in Iran too! Same thing. And America was so overextended It couldn’t do anything if it wanted. Go into Iran? North Korea? What a joke! We can barely handle Iraq. And Georgie also told us he Was draining the terrorist swamp. But more hornets were Swarming like a busted nest. More crazy than ever. Fanatics streaming across the Borders to fight a jihad. Against the American Satan. And Iraqi’s saw us not As liberators But foreign Occupiers. There to steal their oil. Wage war against Islam. Insult their national dignity. Bring in the Trojan horse Of pornography, booze, And women’s liberation. And America was supposedly being bamboozled by those Evil Zionists too. Everything in the Middle East Is a conspiracy!!!!!!! Didn’t you know????? And day after day Americans Were picked off. Like cherries from a tree. Dying and crying. Orphaned kids. Not to mention Iraqi’s who Are mostly forgotten and Unmentioned. Everyone knows they aren’t Worth the same as an American life. Why aren’t they more grateful? For what we did for them!!! And then Abu Ghraib. With photos of a meek little Girl in an S & M pose with a leash and dog collar around the neck of a Dazed and drooling Iraqi Man, On his knees like a pet. And homosexual Pyramids. To get them to confess. And the world in an uproar. As bad as it was. It was nothing compared to What Saddam did. But still that ain’t the story. It was the hypocrisy Of  American Democracy. With it’s indiscretions. Old boy networks And cover-ups. Nobody taking charge. Here no evil. See no evil When battling the devil. Insurgents appeared everywhere. Popping out of the shadows. Boobytraps. Hiding in Mosques. Mullahs preaching killing infidels. Gangsters filling the vacuum. Baathists plotting their return. Saddam’s evil sons killed in a wild Shootout. Saddam himself caught in a Spiderhole. Like a total coward. Wimpering. Bedraggled. Head checked for lice on TV. Meekly opening his mouth For inspection. He would have murdered in rage Anyone else who did what he did. Like the scared Wizard of Oz Hiding behind the big Fearsome Face. Until Toto the dog found him. The bigwigs telling us the insurgency Would die without their leader. Wrong. Again. It only got stronger. The new Iraqi army Filled with spies for the Enemy. Who Deserts. And sells their American bought weapons to The insurgents To kill Americans. And the American Army Never had enough troops To fill the hole. Which seemed to fuel The fire. And we had almost no idea Who their Leaders were. Vietnam parallels. With the Vietcong Like a Gong Show Bush, and Rumsfeld, and Neo conservative “intellectuals” Giving lectures for the war Poisoned like Don Quixote By the idealism of books and Quixotic dreams That led to trouble When it collided with reality. Balloons popped. Cocktail glasses dropped. After premature celebrations. While the sensations. Of pain, and suffering And illusions Run rampant. When will this all end? Will Iraq dissolve into Civil war? Be the new Afghanistan Of the failed nation state Always at war? Will Ayatollahs bring Theocracy instead of Democracy? If we pull out the whole thing will collapse into chaos. How long will America be there? Nobody seems to Know. Anything at all. Guesses! Guesses! Like poker games played. With other peoples Money And lives. Only the future knows. And we all have to wait for That!