Home is where my love is
Tired legs will take me home
My shadow grows ever long
As the sun goes slowly down
Night falls and I lose my shadow
I realize that I am all alone
The light of love is in my soul
It keeps me warm and guides me home
Can't even touch my own destiny
Destiny, is too far away from me
Civilization, culture and governments
Faith, free market and establishment
First world and the third world
We all live and die in a forlorn world
Spirituality in the "land of the free"
Is a pathetic apology for material greed
Guns and cancer-sticks at the school
Vengeance and Salvation through religion
I spare a thought for the fallen leaves
That crumbles underneath my feet
I have to walk through the mine fields
And swim across the bloody rivers
My tired legs will take me home
For there waits my true love
The 2004 Sydney Peace Prize lecture delivered by Arundhati Roy, at the Seymour Theatre Centre, University of Sydney.
Peace & The New Corporate Liberation Theology
It's official now. The Sydney Peace Foundation is neck deep in the business of gambling and calculated risk. Last year, very courageously, it chose Dr Hanan Ashrawi of Palestine for the Sydney Peace Prize. And, as if that were not enough, this year - of all the people in the world - it goes and chooses me!
However I'd like to make a complaint. My sources inform me that Dr Ashrawi had a picket all to herself. This is discriminatory. I demand equal treatment for all Peace Prizees. May I formally request the Foundation to organize a picket against me after the lecture? From what I've heard, it shouldn't be hard to organize. If this is insufficient notice, then tomorrow will suit me just as well.
When this year's Sydney Peace Prize was announced, I was subjected to some pretty arch rema...
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