In The Gulf War

I knew a simple combat troop
Deployed in ground offensive group
Who whistled on a hostile mission
And smiled with surgical precision.

In trenches, R & R denied,
His weapons system by his side,
He staged a friendly fire zone
And fell redundant on his own.


Now pray, you Sun-fed crowd, which likes
To cheer exploratory strikes,
You're not, in theatres overseas
Collateral fatalities.


From Tony Blair reminds me of a budgie

In The Gulf War

with apologies to Siegfried Sassoon