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Not In My Name

I wonder how she feels today The Muslim girl I spoke to on the bus The girl who had so many things to say About how she feels free and safe with us I wonder if today she feels the same Dear child of the warm Damascan breeze Cry God and Allah we are all the same Not in my name, not in my name, please © Gail Foster 23rd March 2017

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Date: 4/1/2017 11:17:00 AM
Whoa the way we judge each others views are so expertly brought into conflict here. So cleverly crafted. Its only a bus ride.
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Gail Foster
Date: 5/10/2017 2:37:00 PM
Some bus rides are more meaningful than others...

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