Iraq

The country lies in ruins
It's society is in tatters
Thanks to our illlegal campaign
But the people of Iraq are free
Free from His tyranny

Families are devastated, decimated
Their homes but piles of boulders
Smouldering piles of possessions
But the people of Iraq are free
Free from His tyranny

Soldiers rape Mother and Daughter
While father gets his torture in Jail
The nations warned us, we didn't listen
But the people of Iraq are free
Free from His tyranny

Oil flows, the rich are happy
What of families cowering in caves
Cowering in the freezing desert night
But the people of Iraq are free
Free from His tyranny

They have a police force in training
But the resistance stirs it all up
A puppet administration, no power
But the people of Iraq are free
Free from His tyranny

We have nothing to be proud of
Our policies have made this hell
Bush and Blairs world crusade
But the people of Iraq are free
Free from His tyranny

They say we shouldn't cut and run
Would that be worse than what we done?
Bush has lost his backing at home
But the people of Iraq are free
Free from His tyranny

The sooner we are gone the better
The people can rebuild their land
Send Bush and Blair to the Hague
And the people will truly be free
Free from our tyranny

November 2006

Poetry - Miscellaneous

The auld miners toun
Barren Land
The Big Pond
Ballad of George and Tommy
Boris
Bad Poetry
Bastards
Change
Making Contact
Define You
I'm Doing Fine
Dreams
Escape
What Is Freedom
Future Imperfect
I Cried At The Gates
Homeland
Homeward Bound
Iraq
Is There Not Enough Love
Just One Day
The Lost Boy
Motherhood
Michigan
Mothers
My Name Is Julie
My To Do List Is Evil
Nearly Done
One Moment
Only One Place Is Home
The Opium Flows
Over The Sea
Paddy's Market
Silent Plea
People Who Love You
Radio
Saving Our Cans
She's Special
Spectre Of The Atom
Time
Truth
Wasted Days
Christmas In The Cold
The Years Roll On