September Eleventh...
Sep. 11th, 2003 06:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elucrehIt's funny...I heard about what was happening, but I wasn't really listening...the first time what happened really hit me, someone told me in History, "They flew planes into the World Trade Center..."I still can't believe it, it's so tragically funny, I said, "What? Did they let the people out first?"
I couldn't believe it...I just kind of sat there, trying to process it, trying to understand what was going on...I couldn't believe it, I couldn't understand what was going on or why...and in so many ways, I still don't. Every once in a while, I stop to think about this kind of thing, a debate comes up that forces my opinions out, someone says something that hits me too hard...and I just can't understand...how anyone could want to do that. To deprive children of their parents, parents of their children. To subject anything to something like that. I keep thinking of the children who will never come home to their mothers again...
I can't believe it's been two years since I sat through that long, slow minute of silence, the tension building and breaking and building and breaking within me, until finally the tears broke loose...I hate intercoms. I hate the stupid principal getting on a little machine to break bad news...I remember him getting on to ask us to remember the victims, how suddenly it came to me, really hit me; I remember the morning after they found Meggie, rocking back and forth, "she wasn't in class yesterday" pounding its insistent message behind my head, trying to make that into something I should have seen...
The news is playing in the background, all the survivor stories, the speeches, the ceremonies,"Taps" playing as they tell about another tale of growing stronger...stronger my left elbow...there are times when I really do wonder whether my God knows what he's doing...
Where were you when the world stopped turnin'
that September day?
Out in the yard with your wife and children;
Or working on some stage in L.A.?
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke
Rising against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger in fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry?
Did you weep for the children
that lost their dear loved ones?
Did you pray for the ones who don't know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
and sob for the ones left below?
Did you burst out in pride for the red white and blue
And the heroes who died just doin' what they do?
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer?
And look at yourself for what really matters?
(Chorus)
I'm just a singer of simple songs;
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference
in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love.
Where were you when the world stopped turning
That September day?
Teaching a class full of innocent children;
Driving down some cold interstate?
Did you feel guilty 'cause you're a survivor
in a crowded room did you feel alone?
Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her?
Did you dust off that bible at home?
Did you open your eyes hope it never happened;
And close your eyes and not go to sleep?
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages;
Or speak to some stranger on the street?
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow;
Go out and buy you a gun?
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watchin'
And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns?
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers?
Stand in line and give your own blood?
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
Thank God you had somebody to love?
(Chorus)
I'm just a singer of simple songs;
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference
in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love.
I'm just a singer of simple songs;
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference
in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love.
And the greatest is Love.
And the greatest is Love.
Where were you when the world stopped turnin'
that September day?
Oh, Heavenly Father...please, please, help them be stronger through this. Let it not all have been in vain...please, please...
I love you all. I could not bear to lose even one of you.
I couldn't believe it...I just kind of sat there, trying to process it, trying to understand what was going on...I couldn't believe it, I couldn't understand what was going on or why...and in so many ways, I still don't. Every once in a while, I stop to think about this kind of thing, a debate comes up that forces my opinions out, someone says something that hits me too hard...and I just can't understand...how anyone could want to do that. To deprive children of their parents, parents of their children. To subject anything to something like that. I keep thinking of the children who will never come home to their mothers again...
I can't believe it's been two years since I sat through that long, slow minute of silence, the tension building and breaking and building and breaking within me, until finally the tears broke loose...I hate intercoms. I hate the stupid principal getting on a little machine to break bad news...I remember him getting on to ask us to remember the victims, how suddenly it came to me, really hit me; I remember the morning after they found Meggie, rocking back and forth, "she wasn't in class yesterday" pounding its insistent message behind my head, trying to make that into something I should have seen...
The news is playing in the background, all the survivor stories, the speeches, the ceremonies,"Taps" playing as they tell about another tale of growing stronger...stronger my left elbow...there are times when I really do wonder whether my God knows what he's doing...
Where were you when the world stopped turnin'
that September day?
Out in the yard with your wife and children;
Or working on some stage in L.A.?
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke
Rising against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger in fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry?
Did you weep for the children
that lost their dear loved ones?
Did you pray for the ones who don't know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
and sob for the ones left below?
Did you burst out in pride for the red white and blue
And the heroes who died just doin' what they do?
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer?
And look at yourself for what really matters?
(Chorus)
I'm just a singer of simple songs;
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference
in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love.
Where were you when the world stopped turning
That September day?
Teaching a class full of innocent children;
Driving down some cold interstate?
Did you feel guilty 'cause you're a survivor
in a crowded room did you feel alone?
Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her?
Did you dust off that bible at home?
Did you open your eyes hope it never happened;
And close your eyes and not go to sleep?
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages;
Or speak to some stranger on the street?
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow;
Go out and buy you a gun?
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watchin'
And turn on "I Love Lucy" reruns?
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers?
Stand in line and give your own blood?
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
Thank God you had somebody to love?
(Chorus)
I'm just a singer of simple songs;
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference
in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love.
I'm just a singer of simple songs;
I'm not a real political man
I watch CNN, but I'm not sure I can tell you the difference
in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, Hope and Love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is Love.
And the greatest is Love.
And the greatest is Love.
Where were you when the world stopped turnin'
that September day?
Oh, Heavenly Father...please, please, help them be stronger through this. Let it not all have been in vain...please, please...
I love you all. I could not bear to lose even one of you.
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Date: 2003-09-12 02:53 am (UTC)I really don't think God was the one who did all this.
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Date: 2003-09-12 03:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-09-13 01:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-09-13 11:49 pm (UTC)Much agreeance. Much loff to Katina.