T.H.O.S.E.

(To Heal On September Eleventh)

"A Meditation, A Plea, An Invitation, And Me"

Meditation
THOSE men,
THOSE women,
THOSE children,
That agony,
Those screams,
Those lost forever(?) dreams....

For THOSE who dreamed,
For THOSE who screamed,
For THOSE who perished,
For THOSE who remain who ache - who still ache - after all these odd, odd
years, For the kin of THOSE For the friends and lovers of THOSE For the
towns and countries of THOSE For the pure brotherly love I feel for THOSE I,
one of those who still loves THOSE who perished, dedicate a moment of time
To Heal On September Eleventh

Plea
To you who can heal a mind or a heart or a body or a soul or a something
else, I, one of those of us who still loves THOSE who perished, plea to you
to join us in tithing time

To Heal On September Eleventh...

So, to you who can heal, let us introduce you to THOSE who remain who need
To Heal On September Eleventh

Invitation
To you left behind,
If your heart,
If your mind,
If your body,
If your soul hurts,
If you still hurt,
If you hurt still,
I, one of those who loves THOSE who perished, invite you to join us and let
us introduce you to those who dedicate themselves To Healing On September
Eleventh

And Me
Though I am not a medical doctor,
Though I am not a spiritual doctor,
Though I am not a mental or emotional nor political doctor, nor any other
healer nonetheless what I can do, that I will do..

And the least I can do for you is this:

I can hope for you,
I can dream dreams of peace for you,
I can hug for you,
I can speak encouragement for you,
I can spread a smile for you,
I can hold a hand for you,
I can write to heal for you,
THOSE whom I love who perished in September.

So, to you, THOSE of you whose bodies perished on that fateful morn, All
future September 11th mornings belonging to me, I dedicate a moment of time
To Heal On September Eleventh...

To The Loved Ones Of THOSE
Now that that part is finished, the terrorists are impotent against THOSE
The terrorists' terror is now finished against THOSE The terrorists have no
more weapons against THOSE And now we, those who love THOSE who perished can
defiantly SMILE for THOSE To Heal On September Eleventh

Author: Vincent Wright

I am not a pretty girl
that is not what I do
I ain't no damsel in distess
and I don't need to be rescued
so put me down punk
maybe you'd prefer a maiden fair
isn't there a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere

I am not an angry girl
but it seems like I've got everyone fooled
every time I say something they find hard to hear
they chalk it up to my anger
and never to their own fear
and imagine you're a girl
just trying to finally come clean
knowing full well they'd prefer you
were dirty and smiling

and I am sorry
I am not a maiden fair
and I am not a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere

and generally my generation
wouldn't be caught dead working for the man
and generally I agree with them
trouble is you gotta have youself an alternate plan
and I have earned my disillusionment
I have been working all of my life
and I am a patriot
I have been fighting the good fight
and what if there are no damsels in distress
what if I knew that and I called your bluff?
don't you think every kitten figures out how to get down
whether or not you ever show up

I am not a pretty girl
I don't want to be a pretty girl
no I want to be more than a pretty girl.

Ani DiFranco