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September 16, 2001 Does anything ever change? Will we let this change us? Is the greatest way for us to combat it by returning to our lives? How can we with the memory of all those lost? |
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I 'm afraid of returning to my everyday world. I'm afraid, not because I think my world will be disrupted. I'm not afraid that I will be attacked, and this fear is not even because I feel any less safe than I did last Sunday night. I feel just as safe now, if not more safe.I'm afraid of returning to my life, because I fear becoming complacent, or apathetic, or forgetting, even for a day, about what happened in New York, Washington, Pennsylvania (Littleton, Oklahoma City). I'm afraid, because I fear nothing at all, within me, will be changed as a result of what I've seen. I fear that my life, save the minor inconveniences now established at airports and other areas, will remain totally unchanged. That, for me, is the most frightening thing--that I will grieve and then remain as I was. That is what most of those around me will do, and I just don't think I can be satisfied with that. I hope our leaders seek out creative solutions. Creative and unconventional solutions. We don't need more deaths for ideology, religion, and culture. I hope we can be more creative than that. For some creative solutions, click here...
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Does anything ever really change?
U2's Sunday, Bloody Sunday?
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| I can't believe the news today Oh, I can't close my eyes And make it go away How long... How long must we sing this song? How long? How long... 'cause tonight...we can be as one Tonight... Broken bottles under children's feet Bodies strewn across the dead end street But I won't heed the battle call It puts my back up Puts my back up against the wall And the battle's just begun |
How long... How long must we sing this song? How long? How long... 'cause tonight...we can be as one Tonight...tonight... Wipe the tears from your eyes And it's true we are immune |
