KRAPO'S
What would you do Prime Minister ? What would you do Prime Minister
If your son was kidnapped - kept in a cage in urine stained clothes
and threatened by his captors with beheading ?

How would you feel Prime Minister
If you saw videos of him begging for his life in some foreign land
far away from his families love ?

Would you move heaven and earth to save him Prime Minister ?
or would you show the same kind of sterile emotion you showed others
who had suffered the same fate ?

Would your wife tell you Prime Minister
Not to negotiate with terrorists even though it meant the life of her dear son ?

It can't be easy Prime Minister
If you saw your child beheaded on TV ?
Hacked with a crude knife - that wasted another innocent life
In your Holy War on another Holy War

And when they tell you Prime Minster
His body is cast adrift somewhere in the sand
Headless , alone , with no talisman to heal his wounds
Would you still remain inert and impassive ?
Or would you don the Lionheart's mantel and stand at the very gates of Jerusalem
giving the order to bomb the life out of thousands more in your vain search for justification and future legend.

What would you really do Prime Minister ????
THE HISTORY OF BOLLOCKS So whose to blame ?
"Not me " said Blair
"Or me " echoed Bush
"It's the Intelligence Services" ya booed the Politicians"
"It's the Politicians" whispered the Mandarins
"It's not me" bemoaned Saadam "I was you ally"
"It's the Muslims" shouted the BNP
"They want to destroy Western Society"
"Everyone's to blame" headlined the press "except us of course"
"We took the pain" cried the innocents of all races and religions,
who were slaughtered in their thousands
"Casualties of War" orated the cold statistician "always happens"
"History's to blame" voiced the expert (another one)
"A great political leader is only remembered by a war"
"Personal ego is it ? " retorted the Welshman, sitting on
his smallholding mourning the loss of his only son, whom to him was most beloved.
My son died for some arsehole politician's ego he thought,
As the sun set on another day in the History of Bollocks.