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WEDNESDAY 4/23/08

Gen. Petraeus to lead Mideast command
Then the blindfold was removed from Liberty’s eyes revealing two seeping wounds, the rot of injustice and war flowed down the corpse lined streets of Iraq.

Lead on general…

Ethiopian troops 'took children'
Directly spoken to the Ethiopian troops: Your dark manifestation of cruelty and murder will not remain on the throats of the innocent you cut open like farm animals. No. It will twist in you, a tapeworm infesting your wits and you’ll wish you’d loved.

Carter says Secretary Rice "not telling truth"
The peacemaker runs exactness headlong into the ship. The bow cracks. Trickling red seas flood her depths as truth ascends the liar’s lips, too late.

Iraqi Widows Assume New Roles
Daughter- bint. Sister- akht. Wife- zawja. Aunt- hala. Mother- umm. Grandmother- jaddah. These roles came prior to war’s audition, before the careworn maw of the widow- iddah.

Climber kicked off Everest for Tibet banner
Peace mounts the slope of want, faint toehold slips from its edge, falling, she weeps…




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