The Burning Bush and Sainted Blair!

The West’s invasion of Iraq,
In every way gung-ho;
Was both a means of saving face,
And also just another case,
Of braggadocio.

The Burning Bush and Sainted Blair,
Invoked the leave of God;
And both ensured their deity,
(With some help from the laity)
In no way spared the rod.

Saddam their one-time minion,
Had ceased to be of use;
And for his rebuff had to pay,
And so for his removal, they
Both needed no excuse.

The ‘mission was accomplished’ but,
As to what next to do;
The Burning Bush and Sainted Blair,
(Who thought they didn’t have a care)
Both didn’t have a clue.

Iraq fell into anarchy,
The casualties increased;
As almost every day went by
With people being blown sky-high,
Increasing the deceased.

Now Bush and Blair both can’t admit,
The error of their ways;
Both claiming God will judge their acts,
According to the truth and facts,
At this world’s ‘End of Days’.

The West’s invasion of Iraq,
Was thought to be a breeze;
But this was somewhat premature,
As both the treatment and the cure,
Were worse than the disease.

Richard is a poet and amateur blues harmonica player who lives in the seaside town of Clacton on England's east coast. He's had approximately 70 poems published in England and Wales as well as a number of articles. He can be reached at: Read other articles by Richard.