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Not In My Name.
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A mother's tear slips from her
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aging face, drowning the warping
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wood beneath her feet in fear and
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despair; her eldest son will sail
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to foreign soil,
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no: sand,
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this day.
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A war begins today.
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As the tear drop echoes off
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the deck, a twisted butterfly
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effect, the tears of a sharp-
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nosed, leathery, ancient man flow,
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forced out by the gas as
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his children and grandchildren
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and wife, enemies of Democracy,
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had been such a short while back.
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He stops, straightens his posture,
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and takes his stand.
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The war begins today.
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A thousand rounds for every minute
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pummel the tiny, mud shack. A young
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mother, age fourteen, lies motionless,
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a trail of darkened blood lengthening
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from the corners of her mouth.
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The baby will be silenced soon.
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The father rises from beneath
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the tin-roof rubble.
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His war begins today.
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A flag-draped box of finest manufactured
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cedar was carried, amid 21-gun fire
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and Taps, through my town square this
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morning. The propaganda spreads like a
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bubonic fever, infecting the crowds with
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pride for their dead son. They haven't
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seen the enormous, gushing hole
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in the back of his clean-cut head.
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My friend is carried among swine
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in front of my tear-swollen eyes.
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My war begins today.
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But wars are begun not by spilled
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blood of innocents, not in honour of
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long-dead champions of valour.
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War is only truly begun when done
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in name.
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In the name of the ambitious, the
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influential, the powerful, and the
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cutthroat; the unaffected, the
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conservative, and the religion-
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ridden radicals. In the name of
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cowboy justice, diplomatic immunity,
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moneymaking schemes, and pro-
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paternal aspirations. In the name of
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God him-Almighty-self, Allah, and Yahweh.
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But never, not in dreams untold,
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in the name of a weeping mother.
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Not in the name of a fiery,
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idealistic, resolute guerilla fighter.
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Not in the name of a young father, forced
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to bury his children and wife.
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Not in my name.
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"Not in our name
will you wage endless war;
there can be no more deaths,
no transfusions of blood for oil"

"Not by our hearts
will we allow whole peoples
or countries to be deemed
evil."

"We pledge resistance.
We pledge allegiance with those
who have come under attack
for voicing opposition to war
or for religion or ethnicity."

"Another world is possible
and we pledge to make it real."

8 Mar 07


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