16 April 2007


Success in Iraq (or anywhere in the Middle East) is defined by a general feeling of security- we are on the verge of a positive tipping point. The residents of Iraq are tuning on the insurgents (otherwise-know-as foreign fighters)… They have grown tired of the indiscriminate killings used only to cause instability in the Iraqi government structure. It is all about power – if a strong democratic government emerges from this dust storm, it would be damaging to the neighboring countries and those holding onto the benefits/perks of control.

Progress is an uphill battle, and measured by inches… but it is improvement. More has been accomplished here in the last four years than the last 85 years combined.


George

2 comments:

Emily said...

Keep up the good fight! One day the media will know the truth!

Anonymous said...

Look at your young men fighting
Look at your woman crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before

My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of god and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars

D' you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
An I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fighting
For their promised land

And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry selling soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war

Look at the shoes you're filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more

My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of god or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotised
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars

"We practice selective annihilation of mayors
And government officials
For example to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
As popular war advances
Peace is closer"

I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry selling soldiers
In a human grocers store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
You power hungry selling soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war

Whaz so civil about war anyway