Poem: Bush's Mess

With the recent decisions to extend the war in Iraq and increase troop levels, while simultaneously beginning to embrace the Baker-Hamilton Commission report (too late) and open dialogue with Iran (also, too late), the Bush Administration continues to run into brick walls then state, "We meant to do that." Soon, success in Iraq will be defined by Bush as identifying where the country is on a map. This is my telling of the Bush disaster that is the Iraq War.

Bush’s Mess

September 11 brought the enemy front, center.
On Afghani soil our troops had to enter.
Since limited number, to militias deferred;
Bin Laden escaped, while in secret conferred
Illegitimate leaders with a devious plan;
Iraq the real target ignoring Afghanistan.
So as terror remained and its dominion survived,
Leaders Bush, Cheney, Rummy, and Condi connived.
Though no Qaeda connection and of dubious threat;
Twisted intelligence and lying beset;
Troops were diverted to a perilous mission;
Denying our interests ‘cept for business provision.
No planning was laid for a post-war Iraq.
Mismanagement reigned in a country off track.
Stubborn rejection of all rational thought;
For that’s what you get when your leaders are bought.
Iraq’s broken out in civil war with no end.
We’ve emboldened Iran and delivered them friends.
Shia now rule o’er a new “Iran-west.”
For all of the trouble, it is us they detest.
More so ironic, al Qaeda’s gained power;
Where once non-existent, we’ve brought them to flower.
The tally will show blood abundantly spilled.
Three thousand dead soldiers and many locals been killed.
Yet Bush digs in further as he counts down his days;
To play out the string via lies and delays.
Question what we are left with from tyrants who fail;
Our nation less safe and the White House for sale.
We’ve lost world respect and our high ground has crumbled.
The Bush time in office will be viewed as all bumbled.
That’s what is left us and that’s what we get,
When a man of no virtues we do somehow “elect.”
Subtly he switches by a forced opposition;
Plans once ignored he must now requisition;
Changing the story that can fit a “success,”
Lowering the bar though he’ll never confess.
But few still deceived by this mess of his making;
Though asleep for too long, now the people are waking.
Bush will be judged a contemptible liar.
Many have died ‘fore his term could expire.

Copyright SGW 2007