"My Name Is Nick Berg" --

I've written a song about the civilian contractors killed in Iraq. You can download an mp3 of it from suburbanbanshee.com.

My Name Is Nick Berg
Lyrics and Music: Maureen S. O'Brien, 5/12/04

My name is Nick Berg, and I came to this land
To get a job giving her people a hand.
Now my killers hate freedom; that's why they killed me.
So I died for my dream that Iraq would live free.

I'm Fabrizio Quattrochi. They thought I would cry,
But instead I showed them how Italian men die.
And if I had to die far from my own country,
I have family here -- all who mean to live free.

REF: And the vines will grow green;
They'll sit under their trees
And they'll say what they like,
With no tyrant to please.
All the peace back at home
That we gave up will be
Born anew in this land
When Iraq can live free.

Our names are not few, though to you they're not known.
We cry out from our graves with the rattle of bones.
As Saddam's men killed us, now they kill you with glee.
But remember. Avenge us. Iraq must be free.

My name is Iraq. I am young and age-old.
Pain has just made me stronger and made my heart bold.
By my side are good friends, and no murd'rers scare me.
I will win, and my people will fin'lly live free.

REF: And the vines will grow green;
They'll sit under their trees
And they'll say what they like,
With no tyrant to please.
All the peace back at home
That we gave up will be
Born anew in this land
When Iraq can live free.