Late night's haze, mind's dull glaze
Is excited by the tube's war craze!
Fighting sleep, I crave for more
Front row coverage of this mass media war.
Prisoners tortured, children killed before my eyes.
Bomb blast's blistering blight amidst desperate cries;
I am agitated saddened by "shock and awe",
As I try to make sense of this mass media war.
Imbedded journalist, pundits- all the press corps seek
Surrealistic, sensational emotional peaks,
Achieving success by reporting death, destruction, and gore,
Risking body and soul to bring us this mass media war.
Bright, brave, beautiful, young women and men
Enlist for education, duty, and adventure's yen,
Maimed, killed and tortured: their legacy is for sure,
The hub around which revolves the fury of this mass media war.
Are our leaders saving us from mass destruction?
Or feeding the greed of crude oil's corruption?
To more hate and terror are we opening the door?
When they drop leaflets and bombs in this mass media war.
Saddam's Bath members are desperate, dangerous guys.
Their power depends on murders and lies.
When cornered what fiendish surprise do they have in store,
To pay back their enemies for this mass media war?
Enduring years of bondage by an evil corrupt regime;
Casualties of collateral damage; their freedom redeemed.
Innocent children experiencing horrors galore:
These are the true victims of this mass media war.
It is very likely that we will prevail in the end,
The world saved from mass terror by treacherous men.
Iraq in peace and freedom: much better off than before,
If true, would this morally justify this mass media war?
So, I sit and think, pondering evil and good,
Disturbing possibilities of what would, could or should?
I pray with my whole mind and soul's inner core,
For peace, love, and forgiveness of this mass media war.