A friend of mine sent me this powerful Song, and I just want you to reflect upon the words of Mark Knopfler’s excellent performance of this Song. As it touched me deeply in light of what we now see unfurling again as Nations go to War.
This was back in 1988 taken at Nelson Mandela’s Live concert in aid of celebrating his Birthday … Another country who that like the man Mandela himself, has known much suffering..
A country where by no United Nations came to aid its desperate people who were torn apart, murdered and tortured pillaged and raped and destroyed by tyrants in power.. But then maybe there was nothing to be gained in empty fields of dried vegetation full of blood sweat and tears of people who tried to farm their lands.
And now once again we hear our leaders saying they are going to war to aid the plight of the Down Trodden, yes every one deserves to be helped I totally agree. But I wonder just what three lettered word persuaded them the most?
Dire Straits ~Brothers in Arms~
These Mist covered Mountains,
Are home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And will always be
Someday you’ll return to your valleys
And your farms
And you’ll no longer burn to be Brothers in Arms
Through these Fields of Destruction
Baptisms of Fire
I’ve witnessed your Suffering as the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the Fear and Alarm
You did not desert me
My Brothers in Arms
There are so many different Worlds
So many Different Suns
And we have just One World
But we live in different ones.
Now the Suns gone to Hell
And the Moons riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it’s written in the starlight
In every line on your palm
We’re Fools to make War on our
Brothers in Arms