Washington Peace Letter

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The Washington Peace Letter is published monthly for the social justice community of the Washington, D.C. metropolitan area. Its purpose is to support local, national and international struggles against oppression. It seeks to present a radical analysis of current events, covering information not readily available in the corporate media.

The Peace Letter welcomes submissions of calendar announcements, articles, letters to the Editor, and artwork from the progressive community. Articles may be from 300-1200 words, but may be edited for space considerations. Preference is given to materials that cover actions or organizing campaigns in the D.C. metropolitan area.

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WAGE PEACE

By Laurelle Blair

January 2005
Volume 41, Number 1

Wage Peace
Wage Peace
I want to Wage Peace …….Love
I know I sound like a hippie
Dismiss me because I have the soul of a hippie
Wage Peace
Wage Love
Wage War
They say
Our leaders, who are old
slow
unable to flow
with the rapidly changing rhythm
speeding up now
faster now
Wage Peace
Wage Peace
People are dying
our engagement stretched before us
Carpeted with $1000 dollar bills
That could be feeding the world
And still have enough left over
for our SUVs and
TVs spewing stories of murder, drugs
money, fame

Wage Peace
Wage Love
Fall in love with yourself
that is the key
smear it all over your life
your family, friends, co-workers
community

Wage Peace
Peace on earth and good will to men
It's simple isn't it?
Yet it's not
coursing with
Anger
Hatred
Fear
Fear
Fear
Wage Peace
Wage War
On the people who say
We can't make a difference
We can make a difference
On the people who say I don't know
but
swallow what they're told
Walking zombies
Driven by consumption of
jean labels
Black label scotch on my tongue

Wage Peace
Wage Peace
I launch myself into oblivion
Trying to ignore
It
Trying to run run run
From my responsibilities
Of knowing who I am
Knowing who my community could be
And the world we can create
I cannot idly sit
By
Wage Peace
Wage Love
If you Care Get out of your chair
He said
Wage Peace
Wage Peace
If you Care Get out of your chair

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