WHY?,Mister Bush...WHY?

Mr. Bush

I am alone in my room, home at last. I look in the mirror and I don’t know myself. I’ve done terrible things in Iraq; I’ve killed innocent women and children. I cannot live with myself anymore. My wife will understand. I have a gun ready to do what must be done to save my soul.

I am in Walter Reed Hospital. They say I’ll never walk again. What about all those prosthetic legs I see on TV? Nobody seems to care if I get all the care I need. Mr. Bush, I killed for your liberation. You could help me. Now you’re sending in more cannon fodder for your oil war. Good luck. My family salutes you!

I cannot see. Too much schrapnel in my head. Cut off the blood vessels. I’m depressed. How will I support my family? The VA won’t pay me much (I voted Democratic).

I’m OK, I came home intact. But my wife cheated on me while I was in Iraq. She found a nice clean Republican guy who’s a CEO with Walmart. I’m looking for cans and bottles in the LA trash bins. I eat out of them too. Thank you, Mr.Bush and pals!

I am an outpatient. I lost my legs in Afghanistan. We weren’t even looking for bin Laden, just sitting around playing cards and trying to protect the puppet Karzai.I remember the speeches by the PM, urging US corporate investment. They never came. Not surprising given that the Taliban are coming back in! I’m going to be without work for years. Maybe forevere. Fox News just said tonight that we’ll win! Win what..Mr. Bush? Win what?

Can’t you end this madness, George? You and your Halliburton/Neocon/Military-Industrial Complex pals are raking in huge profits...and I guess THAT is why you want to continue this endless war,eh? My wife and children have left me. They say I’m not "patriotic". Well,you slimey Bushies...I’ve got your bloody patriotism right here!