Poem

Power Lords

I fill the sky with thunder,
I charge along your highways,
I make the air roar and your earth shake,

I stress and crack your mosques,
I blow your family up with cluster bombs,
I shred your children with shrapnel;

To steal your oil,
Dollarise the economy,
and kill a dictator with less power than ours.



By Gren - copyleft
Sunday 5th April, 2003

For the Cluster Bombed civilians of Hillah, Iraq
Thanks due to Robert Fisk's report in the Independent 3/4/03.