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The attackers have killed thousands of people. As a people, we will not allow them to steal our civil liberties or our fundamental rights of free speech and personal expression.
The editors of ATPM would like to express our heartfelt sorrow to the families of the victims of Tuesday's terrorist attack.
This man, Osama Bin Laden, is probably responsible for this attack. PLEASE click on the photo to read a story about him published in 1998.
Stand the marchers soaring talons, Peaceful lives will not deliver freedom, Fighting we know, Destroy oppression The point to reaction As leaders look to you Attacking
Choose and renounce throwing chains to the floor. Kill or be killing faster sins correct the flow. Casting giant shadows off vast penetrating force To alter via the war that seen As friction spans the spirits wrath ascending (slowly) to redeem.
Wars that shout in screams of anguish, Power spent passion bespoils our soul receiver, Surely we know. In glory We rise to offer, Create our freedom, A word we utter, A word.
Words cause our banner, victorious our day. Will silence be promised as violence display? The curse increased we fight the power And live by it by day. Our gods awake in thunderous roars, And guide the leaders' hand in paths of glory to the cause.
Listen, should we fight forever Knowing as we do know fear destroys? Listen, should we leave our children? Listen, our lives stare in silence; Help us now.
Listen, your friends have been broken, They tell us of your poison; now we know. Kill them, give them as they give us. Slay them, burn their childrens' laughter On to hell.
The fist will run, grasp metal to gun. The spirit sings in crashing tones, We gain the battle drum. Our cries will shrill, the air will moan and crash into the dawn. The pen won't stay the demon's wings, The hour approaches pounding out the Devil's sermon.
Soon, oh soon the light, Pass within and soothe this endless night And wait here for you, Our reason to be here.
Soon, oh soon the time, All we move to gain will reach and calm; Our heart is open, Our reason to be here.
Long ago, set into rhyme. Soon, oh soon the light, Ours to shape for all time, Ours the right; The sun will lead us, Our reason to be here.
Soon, oh soon the light, Ours to shape for all time, Ours the right; The sun will lead us, Our reason to be here.
20,000 more or less, who cares...
It's less than 0.01 % of the American population.
Next week: freedom statue (ballistic) and Fort Knox (nuclear). 2001/10/30 : nice virus, thanks, Halloween... We will hurt you till you surrender.