I will never forget,
that dark morning,
of September 11 TH.
It was,
in fact,
a glorious,
crisp and sunny morning.
I was awakened,
by a phone call ,
and hurried to watch,
what was happening,
on CNN.
I felt horror,
such deep, deep sadness.
My friends,
my cousins,
the Americans,
were being attacked,
in the city,
that to me,
had always,
represented,
all that is great,
culturally,
intellectually,
the metropolis,
of the world.
These people,
who died,
were in fact,
murdered,
in the name of,
hatred,
and,
intolerance,
not any God’s name.
Nothing to do with,
faith,
everything to do with,
hate.
Le Monde,
the great French paper put,
it best,
“We Are All Americans.”
and,
we were.
I also remember the night,
I watched,
Barack Obama,
elected,
President of the United-States,
the joy,
I felt,
the hope,
and,
belief,
in the,
“Yes, we can”
mantra,
a gentleman,
and a scholar,
replaced,
a dim wit,
the world and democracy,
could be nothing,
but,
better.
I was happy for all my,
American friends,
but,
especially for,
African Americans,
who had, did and continue,
to suffer,
inequality.
This was a measure,
a concrete,
and,
real measure,
of equality.
Tonight,
I watched,
President Obama,
announce a military strike,
on Syria.
This will become,
the third war front.
The war has cost,
too many lives,
and,
trillions,
of dollars.
It is,
no tribute,
to the men and women,
who died,
on September 11 th,
all this war and death.
I think their memory,
deserves better.
To me they remain,
more important,
than making the rich,
richer,
and keeping the military industries,
of the world busy.
so are the people of,
Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan.
This will help no-one,
bombs and missiles,
never do,
fighting the chemical weapons,
wit more weapons,
will free no-one,
it will kill,
people and fan the flames,
of anti-Americanism.
I refuse to give in,
to cynicism,
and,
negativity.
I believe in change,
and,
peace and harmony,
between peoples,
but,
I no longer believe change,
can come from governments,
of any kind.
Let us remember the victims,
all of them,
in uniform and civilian,
and,
hope for peace.
On this day of remembrance.
Later girls,
BB
