This is what Saddam’s evil axis means,

Endless suffering he sees fit to deem.

A time to kill, no time to heal,

Brain washed under the dictator’s wheel.

No time to hide, just obey or loose,

Atrocities covered up by the local news.

It’s hard to envisage or comprehend,

A life in Iraq that could easily end.

Children starve, or beaten for a crime,

Reality bares little over periods of time.

Do we sit do we wait?

Or act now before it’s far too late.

Oil baring country led by an evil face,

Surely this is evidence, an open-shut case.

If we unite and go to war with zest,

Finally the country can rebuild and rest.

So many different times there are,

Frightened cries carried from afar.

Help them now cleanse this state,

Or terror may come knocking on our gate.

I have faith in my own divinity…

(Saddam Hussein)