Words: Jack Manno. Design Amy E. Bartell/Syracuse Cultural Workers May the desert storm subside and a breeze of peace alight on theancient and holy sands May language be purified of military babble and all itscollateral damage May soldiers party long into the night on word their joyful leadershave changed their minds May all the soldiers be gathered at coffee clatches on cool oaseswhere snapshots of children are shared May the desert night be bright with stars and huge with silence May the only desert tank be the frugal camel's wondrous hump May all the ugly wars and imperial arrogance of the pastbe acknowledged and their legacy rejected May the otters, dolphins, cormorants, dugongs, flamingos,green turtles and white cheeked terns that ply the mesopotamian seasbe blessed and may their fate forever and alwaysbe valued greater than a president's pride. -Jack Manno, Syracuse, NY, 1991