Beyond The Dust Storm Tear gas in the haze Covered in blood We prayed for the crowd Rising in the settling dust – Douglas Gilbert
canisters and batons,
oh hail freedom –
it stayed with us,all,for
we walked with God by the crack and hiss
the flag of her clothing,
she grabbed my hand, said
run with me up Kargar street
and I will not be afraid
and the dust dispersed
Neda appeared
high in the sky
smiling at us, and
we walked with God July the 9th
