9/11
I was sitting in my room and thinking, sad for something I cannot remember, that my father open my room's door: someone attacked World Trend Center in the New York, and I said: what a impotence it has, and shrugged my shoulder up, I was sad as hell, I remember, the world's death could not bring me up. When that night I got out to buy a newspaper, every one in the news stand speaking of that night and news of the New York, someone thinking it was Palestinians, and I mocked them: it has something with the people whom do not believe in WTO, I said, who the hell knows about Al-Gadea in that days, the name repeatedly heard these days, wars, and all the stuff related to the terrorists and war against terrorism.
I came back home and for the first time ever saw the news, airplane drive straight to the tower, and the entire Earth see the hell in the middle of the America.
I am hate murder, I hate war, and I hate people whom kill people in the name of my religion: the holy Islam.
I am tired; I need something for my soul, something that can help me to stand up.
Today, yes today again is the eleventh of the September and I think of world, whom crying for the need of the peace, love and life.
Soodaroo
2004-09-10
22:14 PM
