seemslikeadream
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Sun Mar-12-06 12:04 PM
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End the War and Occupation! Troops Home Now! March 18th |
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http://www.chicagoactions.org/index.htmlNo Bravery http://tinyurl.com/orzutNo Bravery
There are children standing here, Arms outstretched into the sky, Tears drying on their face. He has been here. Brothers lie in shallow graves. Fathers lost without a trace. A nation blind to their disgrace, Since he's been here.
And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.
Houses burnt beyond repair. The smell of death is in the air. A woman weeping in despair says, He has been here. Tracer lighting up the sky. It's another families' turn to die. A child afraid to even cry out says, He has been here.
And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.
There are children standing here, Arms outstretched into the sky, But no one asks the question why, He has been here. Old men kneel and accept their fate. Wives and daughters cut and raped. A generation drenched in hate. Yes, he has been here.
And I see no bravery, No bravery in your eyes anymore. Only sadness.
James Blunt
MARCH - APRIL 2004 MARKING THE FIRST YEAR OCCUPATION OF IRAQ http://tinyurl.com/nxjjb
Enveloped in a sentiment, A sound that rushes over me. Engage an impulse to pretend I have a faith as pure. Not forgetting what it means to dream. Indulging everything. Entertaining thoughts that I've the strength Of those I yearn to be. Cheers and tribute greet the saviours. Reckless thoughts survive. Anachronistic and impulsive.
And what will happen? Will I dream? I am too scared to close my eyes. For a second please hold me. None can change in me these things that I believe. But I don't know what happens now. I am too scared to close my eyes.
Legion Vnv Nation
Until the philosophy, Which holds one race superior And another inferior, Is finally and permanently Discredited and abandoned, Everywhere is war.
WAR
Until there is no longer first class Or second class citizens of any nation. Until the color of a man's skin, Is of no more significance than The color of his eyes, I've got to say "war".
WAR
That until the basic human rights, Are equally guaranteed to all, Without regard to race, I'll say "war"
Until that day the dream of lasting peace, World-citizenship and the rule of International morality will remain Just a fleeting illusion to be pursued, But never obtained. And everywhere is war.
Until the ignoble and unhappy regime Which holds all of us through, Child-abuse, yeah, child-abuse yeah, Sub-human bondage has been toppled, Utterly destroyed, Everywhere is war.
War in the east, War in the west, War up north, War down south, There is war, And the rumors of war.
Until that day, the african continent will know no peace There is no continent, Which will know peace.
Children, children.
Fight!
We find it necessary. We know we will win. We have confidence in the victory Of good over evil Of good over evil
Fight the real enemy!
Sinead O'Connor
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Sun Mar-12-06 12:07 PM
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1. We will have our big rally on Sunday the 19th here in KC |
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We are gearing up for a HUGE turnout. :woohoo:
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Mon Mar-13-06 07:54 AM
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2. Come you masters of war |
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Masters Of War
Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks.
You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly.
Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain.
You fasten all the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion' As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud.
You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins.
How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you That even Jesus would never Forgive what you do.
Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul.
And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand over your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead.
-- Bob Dylan
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