Um... I am me. Where do I begin? Who will read this? Confusion sets in. The walls close around me. Never ending inky darkness closes in. What to do next? Reach out and touch some one in the new modern age of technology. Reach for a key board instead of a phone dial. Dear God! Am I alone? Does any one hear me? Does any one see me? I wish to be heard. I wish to be seen. Lovely light come back to me. Light of knowledge. Light of survival. Thank you Good night! --NireLirpa 13:22, 3 September 2006 (UTC)
Some people may need to be reminded. It’s unfortunate that a people can so easily forget when the scenes aren’t constantly in they’re faces. Just for those that say we shouldn’t be doing what we are, Just for those countries that say the US has taken this too far; too long; too much, Just for any one who felt anything 5 years ago, and most importantly Just for those of us that might need a little reminder.
This problem was not created by one man. History will no doubt attribute it to one man, but any one with sense in their heads can see, while people point fingers, shout at all the things going wrong, while history is being made during our lifetimes, NO ONE MAN CAN DO ALL THIS. This is not a US problem, it is a WORLD problem. These types of attacks are no simply in the US. These are world wide, and there isn’t a person on this earth who can say “That doesn’t affect me” because it does. No matter how safe we think we are, the cold harsh reality is that we aren’t. We are lambs in a field of wolves in sheep’s clothing.
More than 3,000 people died that day.
Remember. Think. What if we had sat back and done nothing?
I do wonder What if…
(to read the poem that inspired these words click there--->[[1]])
NireLirpa 12:05, 8 September 2006 (UTC)