It’s Time Saddam Get Out

The 19th day of March, the time
for which we’ve come to wait.
Saddam, it’s time for you to leave.
It’s now become too late.

War appears inevitable.
The tensions, now, run high.
You must be tense, a bit, yourself,
Knowing you are soon to die.

To think a couple grams of brass
or simple ball of lead,
Could keep this thing from happening
by piercing Saddam’s head.

How this could be allowed to happen
is a thought that truly sickens.
The truth, Saddam and those he leads,
are gutless, ruthless chickens.

A country going to suffer
in a massive full attack.
All because one selfish man
will not just leave Iraq.

The bombs will soon start flying.
Don’t you have a single doubt.
Saddam, just once be human.
Save your people and get out.

Your power trip is ending
in a way you’ve never known.
America is coming,
to take everything you own.

Your petty threats are just a joke,
like those you once had made.
Remember back in ninety-one,
how rapidly you paid.

The time for you, has now run out.
I give you little time.
When you will pay for what you’ve done.
Your life of ruthless crime.

You’re one sick, worthless puppy.
I am praying for the day.
That God stands you before him
as he forces you to pay.