9/11...
So earlier today I started a conversation amongst some of my friends about why there are no lesbian bars around...having gone to a gay bar as a part of the weekend...
After several amusing emails back and forth, I decided that it's time to reflect on one date of the year that most people in the world recognize simply by the month and day. As most American's, I remember where I was...my living room at college turning on the TV news while eating my cereal...running to the bathroom, banging on the door...yelling that the World Trade Center is on a fire...my roommate and I standing, dumbstuck and with tears in our eyes as the first of the buildings came down...trying to figure out what the hell was going.
That singular month and day that will be apart of history...lauching us into a different world...one where these eyes saw unity I never thought I would see on my college campus, one where these ears heard questions like "Are you Muslim?," and this mind struggled to say "No, but that doesn't matter," because it did, and this heart felt anger, sadness, hatred, and happiness all at once...
A world that is embroiled in war...war against terrorism, war against hatred, war for our way of life, war with guns, war with words...war for thoughts, war for minds, war for oil, war for money, war for God...war with love, war where anyone can be involved, war that has no honor...
It's a world that will take us to the future, one that may be better than those of days past... it's a world that we take for granted, so soon after it was changed...it's a world where one we try to understand all, yet there are some we never will.
So at the end of this month and day, these finger type out thoughts...easily, comfortably, kept safe for the night...this body knowing what tomorrow brings, and hoping to help keep it that way...
After several amusing emails back and forth, I decided that it's time to reflect on one date of the year that most people in the world recognize simply by the month and day. As most American's, I remember where I was...my living room at college turning on the TV news while eating my cereal...running to the bathroom, banging on the door...yelling that the World Trade Center is on a fire...my roommate and I standing, dumbstuck and with tears in our eyes as the first of the buildings came down...trying to figure out what the hell was going.
That singular month and day that will be apart of history...lauching us into a different world...one where these eyes saw unity I never thought I would see on my college campus, one where these ears heard questions like "Are you Muslim?," and this mind struggled to say "No, but that doesn't matter," because it did, and this heart felt anger, sadness, hatred, and happiness all at once...
A world that is embroiled in war...war against terrorism, war against hatred, war for our way of life, war with guns, war with words...war for thoughts, war for minds, war for oil, war for money, war for God...war with love, war where anyone can be involved, war that has no honor...
It's a world that will take us to the future, one that may be better than those of days past... it's a world that we take for granted, so soon after it was changed...it's a world where one we try to understand all, yet there are some we never will.
So at the end of this month and day, these finger type out thoughts...easily, comfortably, kept safe for the night...this body knowing what tomorrow brings, and hoping to help keep it that way...
posted by Mitesh at 6:27 PM
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