The Scar Strangled Banner Oh, say, can you seethe, by the bomb's bursting light, where so loudly we heard an Iraqi child screaming? Her broad wounds and torn scars were laid out in full sight. O'er the ramparts we watched as her blood, it was streaming. And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, gave proof through the night there was oil to take there. Oh, say, does that scar strangled banner yet wave o'er the land of SUV's, oil wars, and wage slaves?