War to stop the “imminent” weapon threat
The mass destruction came on the eagle’s wing
A line in the sand; fight them there or here
Welcome mats laid out in invitation for the wolves
Last resorts promised democracy’s spread
Chaos, anarchy and tenuous, half-governments teeter on the brink
A surge, desperately in its last, false hope
Deceived into believing it would not be fleeting
Contributors to the descent into madness
We cannot cure or fix, but only perish in the staying
How many more must die for a mistake?
Copyright SGW 2008
Footnote: Around the middle of February of 2008, I have gotten a large number of search hits that have led to this poem, all coming from the area of Toronto, Ontario in Canada. I am sure this is some sort of student assignment gone in a surprise direction. Bet you folks up north didn't expect an anti-war poem regarding the U.S. involvement in Iraq, did you? Anyway, welcome and please drop in again!