' Slaughter Of The Innocents ' Poem by Gordon Whittaker

' Slaughter Of The Innocents '

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Mr Bush why the rush to bomb Irak
do you dream about those words attack attack attack

Stop and think about the innocents and the newborn
what have they done to deserve your scorn.

It is in your hands Mr Bush whether they live or perish
surely not a thought that you could cherish.

Remember the little speck that dropped from the sky
and a hundred thousand innocents were left to die.

That little speck came from the Enola Gay,
in the name of the U.S.A.

Mister Bush even a president can change his mind, especially when it comes to saving mankind.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mary Nagy 24 August 2005

Very moving poem Gordon. Sincerely, Mary

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Gordon Whittaker

Gordon Whittaker

Bolton Lancashire England
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