I'm afraid I have the Baghdad blues...
All these streets always just lose
Their citizens, feeling badly abused
Roaming dazed and confused
Messed up and misused
Swimming upstream through all the garbage and ooze
Come on man... Give me some booze?
You know something I can use
To deal with this ruse
And tightening of the news...
Cause behind this thick bloody hew
I find I'm standing there... lit, flaming like a fuse!
Samson Minder
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-baghdad-blues/
