I would hate to see operations in the Congo held hostage to Sierra Leone but I really think that's the way it's got to be. At one point we've got to decide to get it right and we've got to be professional.
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However, I think, first of all, that what's happening in Sierra Leone is going to have the great influence on those governments who will be asked to provide forces to the Congo. Second, of course, the Security Council has no professional military advice organized in any way.
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Oliva
I am from Sierra Leone and Oliva is my name,
But with words of war that saw my past!
For many are now dead and gone,
But the diamonds still remain under the earth.
Oh Sierra Leone! ! It was all because of Diamonds;
And i am a 13 year-old who has lost both arms,
And i am now pregnant to the very Rebel who maimed me.
How can i give birth and be able to hold my child?
And of the mass rape of the women to think of;
The wide spread of amputation of the limbs,
And of the toddlers whose arms are chopped off too!
Oh Sierra Leone! !
How the diamonds came and made me sad.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sierra, Sierra
Sierra, sierra
Tell me where is this place you are from
You speak of a land
Filled with warm sea and sand
And the ladies who lie in the sun
Sierra, sierra
Your distant lights fading away
Crossing those stars to the music and bars
Sierra, is it just like you say ?
Sheep counting never worked well
Since the day that I fell
For your ****** dreams
Of a thousand this worlds so *******
And Im pulsed to the wind
At the sight of the song and the sea
Strange cigarettes
Clothes so warm and so wet
You can see through so quite easily
Sierra, sierra
Sierra, sierra,
Please tell me youll stay
Sierra, sierra,
Till night turns to day
I got so many dreams they can never run dry
My bedrooms becoming a crates on the sky
Filled with dancing tequilas and chickens on spits
White-shirted waiters and girls with big tails
Love in the night in the ways of moonlight
Sierra, please tell me it fits
song performed by by Chris Rea
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I think they do have to get it right in Sierra Leone. There has to be something in there now to establish confidence, to stabilize the situation, and then to move to some sort of political negotiations.
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In Sierra Leone last year there was just the two of us hanging out of a helicopter and, when we were in Bosnia, I drove an armoured vehicle, thousands of miles.
Congo
You say that I put chains on you
But I dont think thats really true
But if you want to be free from me
You gotta lose me in another world
Send me to the congo Im free to leave
Theres always somewhere anybody can lead
Send me to the congo you have to believe
You can do it if you wanna just do what you please
Like a soldier ant
I will wait for the signal to act
To take a walk right through the door
If you dont want me here any more
Send me to the congo Im free to leave
Theres always somewhere anybody can lead
Send me to the congo you have to believe
You can do it if you wanna just do what you please
Into my heart you came
And gave a whole new meaning to my life
Into my world you brought a light
I thought it never would go out
Send me to the congo Im free to leave
Theres always somewhere anybody can lead
Send me to the congo you have to believe
You can do it if you wanna just do what you please
You can send me to the congo Im free to leave
Theres always somewhere anybody can lead
Yes you can send me to the congo, you have to believe
You can do it if you wanna just do what you please
I would never be the one to say you had no reason
To want me somewhere else far far away
But someday you may understand, someday you will see
That someone who would die for you is all Ive ever been
Congo the congo, if thats how its got to be
Congo the congo, if thats what you want from me
I would never be the one to say you had no reason
To want me somewhere else far far away
Someday you may understand someday you will see...
song performed by by Genesis
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There is something universal in the theme of a man trying to save his family in the midst of the most terrible circumstances. It is not limited to Sierra Leone. This story could apply to any number of places where ordinary people have been caught up in political events beyond their control.
quote by Edward Zwick
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If You Take Me As Your Hostage
If you take me as your hostage,
I will have to stop...
My shopping around.
Just be sure of what you're doing!
If you take me as your hostage,
I will have to stop...
My shopping around.
Just be sure of what you're doing!
Maybe your the right appetite to feed.
I've never been before a hostage.
And maybe your the right thing that I need.
I've never been before a hostage.
'You asked for this ride home! '
I've never been before a hostage.
'And you're not...
I'm going to leave you home alone.'
But,
I've never been before a hostage.
So when you get me home,
Can we get it on?
'Say what? '
If you take me as your hostage,
I will have to stop...
My shopping around.
Just be sure of what you're doing!
'You asked for this ride home! '
I've never been before a hostage.
'And you're not...
I'm going to leave you home alone.'
But...
'No Butts, what ifs or whatevers of acts!
I'm out! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Dust Of Africa
The dust of Africa,
Born into the mist of a dusty atmosphere;
What does the future hold for us?
Oh Africa! Oh Africa! ! Oh Africa! ! !
The misty mix of a Black Continent;
From the desert up there to the south,
The wind blows the natural air to all mankind.
On this earth,
We Africans are mixed with a dusty air!
The dust of Africa,
Have you seen it in Libya, Tunisia, Egypt and Morocco?
The dust of Africa,
What about Algeria, Western Sahara and Mauritania?
The dust of Africa,
Do visit Mali, Niger, Chad, Sudan, Eritrea and Ethiopia;
Also, down south to Namibia!
The misty mix of a Black Continent;
Oh Africa! The dust of Africa! !
To the outstretched sandy dust of the desert,
This could be sold for money.
What about the West Coast of Africa?
From Senegal, Gambia, Guinea Bissau, Guinea and Sierra Leone;
From Liberia, Ivory Coast, Burkina Faso, Ghana and Togo;
From Benin to Nigeria with the same problem of the dust,
The dusty wind changes the colour in our rooms too.
Live in Africa to experience this act,
Shop in Africa to know the facts;
From Cameroon, Central African Republic and Congo Brazzaville;
From The Democratic Republic of Congo, Kenya and Uganda;
From Tanzania, Angola, Zambia, Zimbabwe and Mozambique;
From Botswana, Lesotho, Swaziland, Somalia and South Africa;
Our eyes and our clothes do ell it all in Madagascar also.
What about Cape Verde Island, Comoros Island and Mauritius?
What about Seychelles, Equatorial Guinea, Sao Tome and Principe?
Dusty wind, dusty wind, the dusty wind of Africa!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hate Who Hate
I hate those who hate,
I hate myself for not knowing what to hate,
I hate life,
I hate love,
I hate not knowing of my upcoming strife
I hate not know of my oncoming love,
I hate those who hate,
I hate myself
I'd stop to hate for gold of my weight,
I hate all those with wealth,
I hate those who harm,
I hate those who hurt,
I hate those who use their charm,
To put others in the dirt,
I hate living as I ache,
I hate living in earth wake,
I hate people who hate,
I being the one who must be to forsake
Those who hate, must hate me
Because of thou hate I hate thee,
The point i must make,
Leaving myself without this weight
Is that I love to hate,
And all love hate when you hate what they hate.
poem by chris Hamilton
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Rescue Me! ! !
They hurt me,
Once again I pretend that each slap,
Didn’t hurt more the last.
But with the verbal abuse as well,
Tears began to fall from,
My heartbroken eyes.
Please Come Rescue Me! ! !
My heart feels like it’s on fire,
As well as my skull.
Held hostage, beaten when I am bad.
I am the ultimate,
Silent Slave.
Please Come Rescue Me! ! !
Take a plane, take a bus, just get here quick!
Cause I am fading fast.
I don’t care how, but come, take my hand and,
Look into my eyes.
Come, tell me that You Don’t Hate Me!
Because I Don’t Hate You and,
I need you now more then ever!
So Please Come Rescue Me! ! !
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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I Hate Myself
I hate that you fooled me
With your infectios smile
I hate that you told me you loved me
When you were lying all the while
I hate that you were so jealous
When he was just a friend
I hate that you turned this
Into something we cannot mend
I hate that we screwed this up
Past the point of no return
I hate that you never believed me
Trust is something you should learn
I hate that you ignore me now
As if we never were
I hate that you betrayed me
For my pain there is no cure
I hate that you broke my heart
You don't know what I've been through
But most of all
I hate myself for letting you
poem by Keeley Mallison
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I hate myself
I hate that you fooled me
With your infectios smile
I hate that you told me you loved me
When you were lying all the while
I hate that you were so jealous
When he was just a friend
I hate that you turned this
Into something we cannot mend
I hate that we screwed this up
Past the point of no return
I hate that you never believed me
Trust is something you should learn
I hate that you ignore me now
As if we never were
I hate that you betrayed me
For my pain there is no cure
I hate that you broke my heart
You don't know what I've been through
But most of all
I hate myself for letting you
poem by Marybeth Perdomo
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I Hate Myself
I hate that you fooled me
With your infectios smile
I hate that you told me you loved me
When you were lying all the while
I hate that you were so jealous
When he was just a friend
I hate that you turned this
Into something we cannot mend
I hate that we screwed this up
Past the point of no return
I hate that you never believed me
Trust is something you should learn
I hate that you ignore me now
As if we never were
I hate that you betrayed me
For my pain there is no cure
I hate that you broke my heart
You don't know what I've been through
But most of all
I hate myself for letting you
poem by Elizabeth Castleberry
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I Hate...
I hate,
hate that I can't trust
I hate,
hate that I must lie because they'd rather believe I'm fine.
I hate,
hate who I've been.
I hate,
hate to make decisions.
I hate,
hate that I can't hate those I should.
I hate,
hate my life.
I hate,
hate that I can't die.
I hate,
hate to live in fear and hate.
I hate,
hate my uncertainty.
I hate,
hate the lies people tell me.
I hate,
hate that I believe.
I hate,
hate those that wish their lives were mine.
I hate,
hate all emotion that's mine.
I hate,
hate that I need others.
I hate,
hate my own d*mn incompetence.
I hate,
hate that there's so much to hate.
poem by Dama Tristeza
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I Hate You.
I hate the way you dress
I hate that you are a mess
I hate your eyes
I hate your lies.
I hate it when you talk
I hate the way you walk
I hate your smile
I hate your style.
I hate your arms
I hate your charms
I hate your face
I hate your place.
I hate your hands
I hate your plans
I hate the way you think
I hate it when you drink.
I hate when you call
I hate it all
I hate it that you are true
I hate you when I’m blue.
I hate you when you sleep
I hate you very deep
I hate the way you kiss
I hate to be like this.
I hate your touch
I hate you much
I hate myself more
I hate that’s you I adore.
I hate, I don’t hate you a bit
I hate, I will have to admit
I don’t hate you, Not even small
I don’t hate you at all.
poem by Patricia Perez
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I hate it
I hate it when you stare at me,
or when you call me names.
I hate it ever more when you make me play those games.
I hate it when you whisper and you turn around and laugh.
I hate it when you point at me,
or the way you make those faces.
I hate the way you dress,
or how you tie your laces.
I hate it when you jump at me,
or when you try to pick fights.
I also hate the way you tell me how to spend my nights.
I hate the way you do your hair,
or how you pretend to care,
Because you suck at it.
I hate your personality.
I hate how you think you spend more money then me.
I hate it when you say I'm poor.
The fact, however, if you changed all this
I'd hate you even more.
(age 12)
poem by Jessie Jett
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Crossley
Crossley, cross, rose, lose, yes!
As they begin to die;
But, i am now taken hostage with time! !
However, i am invisible to you today.
The butterfly effect!
But, i am Irvin with my friend Crossley;
And, i am invisible to you because,
I am now taken hostage with time.
Meeting that object!
Coming back to life;
Approaching that object! !
Crossing over the red river;
But, it was like a broken device.
On a point,
On what you are doing!
Less, loss, so, core, sore, ore;
And like a story teller! !
But, i have no book for you to read.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I hate everything about you.
I hate those who lie
I hate you
I hate your lies.
I do not know you
I hate you
I hate everything about,
You
I hate that you say you,
Care but you don't.
I hate you.
I hate for using me
I hate everything you,
Said.
I hate your voice
I hate yor looks.
I hate you.
I hate when you're,
Mad and take it out,
On me.
I hate the way you,
Talk to me
I hate the way you,
Make me feel.
I hate you.
I hate you for lying
I hate how you say,
You love me.
I hate you for treating,
Me soo cold
I hate you for who you,
made me.
I hate you.
I hate that you fooled,
Me
I hate the way you,
Stay down low.
I hate the way you,
Made me feel
I hate that you hurt,
Me.
I hate you.
I hate you blamed it,
All on me
I hate everything you,
Do to me.
I hate you for all your lies,
And broken promises
I hate the way I met you.
I wish I never Did.
I hate you with all of my,
Being.
I HATE YOU.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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I hate the way
I hate the way you make me cry
I hate the way you make me smile
I hate the way you look at me
I really hate the way you smile
I hate the way your hair is in your face
I hate the way you like to be quiet
I hate the way you kissed me
I hate the way you held my hand
I hate the way you promised me your heart
I hate the way you left and took your heart and mine as well
I hate the way I make you cry
I hate the way I make you smile
I hate the way I look at you
I hate the way you smile
I hate the way I put your hair in your face
I hate the way I keep you quiet
I hate the way I kissed you
I hate the way I held your hand
I hate the way I promised you my heart
I hate the way I pushed you away
I really hate the way I LOVE YOU so much
i really
really
really Hate the way I LOVE YOU
poem by Christin Green
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