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Hello everyone this is Kifah from CASI Middlesex, lets keep mobilised. Here is a poem by Shaok Sabah, a young Iraqui girl living in London, this was read out during last saturdays demonstration at Trafalgar Square: One Day We Shall Return I sit and wait for the time to pass For the world to wake up and open its eyes I scream and shout at the top of my lungs I cry and weep until my eyes dry out Until the emptiness fills my heart With a bitter sadness impossible to describe But the world is deaf and blind And my voice and tears are bloated out By the most ugliest sounds of all The sound of weeping mothers And starving children Of torture and suffering Of a child crying out for help and salvation Begging to be noticed and heard And so I sit and watch the screen fill with blood and terror While my heart grows with a vicius hatred Impossible to scrape away I see a woman holding a dead child in her arms While the tears swin in her eyes And the happiness in her heart fades away Into eternal emptiness and despair I see innocent people on the ground Covered with the blanket of death Their blood forming a red sea Which would flow forever in their sleep I see barefooted children on the streets Searching for the truth Wondering why they have been denied Their childhood and rights I see a tiny baby lying on his grave A little creature in the wilderness Who was nborn in a world that was falling apart And who died in its arms not knowing why and how I see the remaining ruins of a building That once stood beautiful and erect And wonder why the world is blind And still insists to pretend The blood and suffering I see is real But life still goes on And I sit and watch the screen While the leaders try to rule the world And take away the only precious thing I possess My family and friends I hope and dream and the years go by But still I'm lost and without a home I laugh and talk and eat and drink While inside I cry out for the one thing That will make me whole I am a stranger in an unknown land An alien in a different world A confused child in the body of a man Where is the justice the west is on about? Why are our children starving? And why are my people been set aside to hurt and to die? And why is the world so silent? We have the right to be raised in our own lands Without a single threat So go away and let us live our lives Without suffering and fear Take away all the money and all the riches You have craved for But don't you dare snatch a newborn From it's mother's womb Or pluck a blooming flower from it's roots! You have tried time and time again To change the course of History To abuse the lands of civilisation, wisdom and knowledge But one thing you have struggled but failed to acheive Is stab the american flag in it's heart of hearts! I guarantee you that One day we shall return We will build and grow and learn While you will be looking from the outside Tearing your hearts apart for the crimes you have committed That will place you down in History As a coward and a fool! Shaok Sabah -- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a discussion list run by Campaign Against Sanctions on Iraq. To be removed/added, email firstname.lastname@example.org, NOT the whole list. Archived at http://linux.clare.cam.ac.uk/~saw27/casi/discuss.html