This is just to say

[rivka]

I'm not doing very well.

I'm crying at work.

Thoughts of miscarriage keep crossing my mind. Not as in, wanting to have one, but as in, how could the baby possibly live through this?

I know that's crazy.

But when the majority of my fellow Americans have given their stamp of approval to the architects of Abu Ghraib, where can I find hope? How can I be a parent in this world?

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[kiya]

The recent writings of my friend ibnfirnas may be a comfort to you; I asked for a pep talk last night.

And I say to you what I said to Ibn:

Because all men are brothers, where ever men may be,
One union shall unite us, forever proud and free.
No tyrant shall defeat us, no nation strike us down
All men who toil shall greet us, the whole wide world around.

My brothers are all others, forever hand in hand
Where chimes the bell of freedom, there is my native land.
My brothers' fears are my fears, yellow, white or brown.
My brothers' tears are my tears, the whole wide world around.

You wanna end the war and stuff, you gotta sing loud.

[rivka.livejournal.com]

Union songs are good about now, huh?

There's one we sing at church:

Step by step, the longest march can be won, can be won
Many stones can make an arch, singly none, singly none
And with union, what we will
Can be accomplished still
Many drops can turn a mill, singly none, singly none.