Saturday, September 11, 2004

Today is a day of sorrow for my people.
The horror of hatred has shown itself on our shores.
Lives lost in fall, bodies buried in the dust.
Shock filled our streets, dancing was seen overseas.
Families ripped apart while children sought their fathers.
Mothers no longer held their children.
Marriages shattered by death.

3,000 of my people were killed on that day.
Not Jews, Europeans, Asians and African Americans.
No these were MY people.
My people died for religious hate.
My people are no longer the same.
I will never forget my people.