The Special Relationship

The bombs go off
The legs go off
The heads go off

The arms go off
The feet go off
The light goes out

The heads go off
The legs go off
The lust is up

The dead are dirt
The lights go out
The dead are dust

A man bows down before another man
And sucks his lust.

- Harold Pinter (Nobel Laureate, 2005)

Note:
The poem above refers to the cozy US-UK war alliance, and the atrocities committed on Iraqi soldiers at Abu Ghraib.