A Single Day

A single day is not enough. A few moments spent remembering the 2,998 fallen nine years ago on September 11th, is simply not long enough. Perhaps I felt this yesterday. Perhaps, the side of me dreaming to help those less fortunate twinges at the thought of one day set apart from the other 364 days of the year to remember the victims, the heroes.


No, I do not know one of the 2,998 who were grasped from the earth too soon. No, I do not know any of the thousands injured or the hundreds of service men selflessly thrown into the remains. But, yes, I do remember where I was, what I was wearing and who I was with. Yes, I do know those who have given up their lives to fight for those lost. Since the fall of the World Trade Centers too many have been lost, too many have been grasped from this earth. Too much fighting for peace has occurred. How can we honor the fallen by setting aside more and more single days for remembrance. No, I do not think those who caused the events of 9/11 should be set free, allowed to continue. Yes, I believe in justice. I also believe in peace. Too much hate has risen from the ashes. Too many perceptions have grown from the remains. Peace does not allow for hatred. The War on Peace. Stop and think about it. Stop and think what "they" want you to believe. Stop and think about the victims then. Stop and think about the victims now.

Today is a day forever engraved in the minds of the world. Today is not the only day we are all affected by the events of 9/11.