WITNESS AGAINST WAR 2008: From Chicago to St. Paul
by Heléne Hedberg
Once upon a time of wars, outside a little place called Waukesha
A group of peace walkers gathered at 7 am, filled with excitement and awe
Of the miles to walk and the countryside scene
Of trees and fields and leaves of green
And while we walked on highway 32’s pavement ground
We looked and saw that love was all around
Not really, not quite but we’d lovingly discuss
The depth of that symbolic finger that seemed to wanna greet us
We’re walking and talking as best as we can
While missing the support from our Tahoe-Steve and his van
Then after a break, in the shade by the tree
The beautiful bikepath was where we got to be
Handing out flyers to folks passing by
Talking about how’s and when’s and why
Thinking of Iraqi friends and what’s worth fighting for
Marching with Paul as a witness against war
We hooked up with Tim and Bob after a f e w miles of pain
Grateful and glad that we at least didn’t have rain
Blisters were growing with our hunger for lunch
Happiest was Josh when he got his Mexican tortilla crunch
After that we were fit for fight in our own non-violent kinda way
Waiting for Dan to make sure we wouldn’t go astray
We walked pretty fast then we walked pretty slooow
Knowing that our feet didn’t have that much of a say so
While sweating like crazy and laughing with Alice
going through nicknames like Alas and Malice
The mosquitoes were many and they tried to get us down
But Mary let her anti-mosquito fluid pass around
At the end of the tunnel, in Sullivan, behold the bus
The wheels of justice had arrived to biodiesel-drive us
To Deb & Paul where dinner was served with smalltalk
And I think to myself what a wonderful WAW-walk
