We shifted upright in the sands
and then we ran,
we dreamt standing up with weapons in hand.
Sudan, Iraq, Rwanda, Afghanistan-
In our father Abraham's lands-
We shifted upright and then ran.

Raising Old Glory's
racist cup to our lips- promoting hatred 'on accident'-
in Afghanistan, Rwanda, Iraq and Sudan,
long live the brown-skinned sons of Abraham.

Beating on drums
in an oily slight of hand,
(corpulent capitalist conservative plan)
left starving 'enemies' in ancestral sands...
but We shifted upright and then ran.

We dream standing up, nuclear weapons in hand
In Iraq, Rwanda, Afghanistan and Sudan.
in this ancient sibling rivalry between
the sons of Abraham.
Sons of Abraham
By Rajean Gallagher                       10-06-2006 AD