Iraq
Shelter-Sarah Mclachlan
They're crowded into the smallest spaces
While outside, all of nature cries
It's known to be cruel and unfair
But there is no place to hide
Oh, I've seen a part of people
that I never really wanted to share
Oh, I've seen a part of people
that I never knew was there
Shelter, give them shelter
from the coming storm
Shelter, give them shelter
from the coming storm
I can't sleep -
haunted by their faces
The sadness in their eyes
It hurts so much to see them helpless
It makes me want to cry
But still there is so much
left unanswered
For so many innocent lives
They closed the door
and are letting nobody in
And only the strong will survive
Shelter, give them shelter
from the coming storm
Give them shelter, give them shelter
from the coming storm
I've seen the anger
and I've seen all the dreams
And I've watched their existence
torn apart at the seams
And though I may seem helpless
I will do all that I can do
I've seen a part of people
that I never really wanted to share
Oh, I've seen a part of people
that I never knew was there
Shelter, give them shelter
from the coming storm
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There will be No Victors in this War
Cathy Breen, Iraq Peace Team
10 April 2003
Dear Friends,
What to tell you, I feel so anguished. It seems as though a corner has been turned. This morning as someone from our group was on their balcony
listening to BBC, others of us were positioned on the other side of the hotel looking at the Jumhurriya bridge about 1 or 1 1/2 miles away. The
streets in this area were pretty much deserted with the exception of an occasional car.
As we watched we were hearing on BBC that US led coalition tanks were crossing the bridge. We could see and hear explosions around us, but also there
was smoke from explosions and artillery fire near the bridge; planes overhead and bombs dropping all around. Suddenly there was a great explosion and
we were able to see smoke from a corner of the Palestine hotel across the way. It had been hit. This is where all of the press people in Baghdad are
staying. I later heard that someone from Reuters had been hit.
There is a deep sadness overshadowing all of this. When I asked an Iraqi friend about his family, if they were well, he answered me in a voice filled
with a deep sadness and resignation. "It is my country, it is my country!" He went on to say that he hopes there will not be civil war. This is
something everyone here fears now.
After our conversation I began to separate a large and weighty package of dense dates into smaller plastic bags, thinking folks here would be glad to
have them. Even the few vegetable stores will be closed after today I heard, and there will be no possibility to get fresh vegetables. It was a task
that I welcomed, slow and methodical, allowing my thoughts to settle. .....
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[Edited on 4-11-2003 by Libertine]
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