What was it like, in the thunder run,
No place to hide, no chance to run
The fire rained down on you
And those you've left behind
Have a story to tell
Those you left behind ………….

What was it like, in the thunder run
No place to hide, no chance to run
You watched them die, they had no guns
And the fire rained down on you
And you have a story to tell
A question you must ask

What was it like, on the thunder run
Were you filled with pride, as you fired those guns
The fire rained down, shame on you
Shame on me,
We all have responsibility

What was it like, in the thunder run
No place to hide, no chance to run
The fire rained down on you
We all have a responsibility
We all have a responsibility

Thunder run.

powerful Observer article about the 'thunder run', Baghdad April 2003 read more here

read how it was glorified and turned into a book (author interview) here