Oh Say Can You See “Beyond The Dust Storm”, Neda And Me

Beyond The Dust Storm

Tear gas in the haze
canisters and batons,
oh hail freedom —
it stayed with us, all, for
we walked with God by the crack and hiss

Covered in blood
the flag of her clothing,
she grabbed my hand, said
run with me up Kargar street
and I will not be afraid

We prayed for the crowd
and the dust dispersed

Rising in the settling dust
Neda appeared
high in the sky
smiling at us, and
we walked with God July the 9th

— Douglas Gilbert