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Tomorrow comes, and lo and behold
WMD, Weaponry -  Middle East stranglehold
Chemical Scuds, conventional too
What will Saddam's madness do.

Visions of - Gulf No 1
Burning wells under our lovely sun
OPEC panic, its not their day
Millions of guns back out to play.

Armada's sailing, many ships
RFA's -  make many trips
Tommohawks, 2000 pounders
Shake the earth, humans thunder
Tommo's screech across the sky
Where they land, there's sure to die
The innocents will have their say
As Western Arnaments have their play.

Journalists report on the horrors of war
What the Hell are we fighting for
A barrel of Oil, a bucket of sand
Its not a reality i can understand.

Coalition forces encroach on cities
Where Saddam's men showed no pity
These were his people, they should be alive
As all countries, should live and thrive.

His previous demean, to his Children and men
Like gassed Basra, deathly den
Chemical Ali, on the order of he
Dispicable happenings, in their own country.

Bagdad, capital of mythical age
Bruised and battered by modern rage
Rockets and bullets falling like rain
Killing and maiming, screams of pain.

BBC, Fox News - CNN
Reporting whats right, is it right for them
Troops a searching, for the reasons there their
Weapons of MAD, who actually cares.

Hidden away in deserts of sand
Chemical weapons, poisonous glands
Scud launchers, with conventional heads
Israeli people, cant sleep in their beds
What gives Iraqis, some Arabs too
To do the things, we see they do
Is it scriptures past, transcribed through the years
Now on our doorsteps, forgotten fears.

Through CIA Intellegence in 2002
Drew the path, US troops move through
Down the gun barreled highway, enemies so few
Insurgents not many, taken out as they do
Abrahams spray, thier bullets so fair
To take down the Guard, who should stop us there.

Invasion in place, Marco Polo would say
Like Hanibal, they all have their day
Should they be here, in our country i say
Where will they be tomorrow, i can only pray.


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