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Written by Susan Cain.
Two months before last year’s 9-11 anniversary, I made two amazing new young Egyptian friends. I thought it would be a nice tribute to our friendship if I wrote a poem about what their friendship meant to me. 9/11 must have been in the back of my mind because what I began writing was not about personal friendship. It was about America’s guilt in lumping all Muslims into the terrorist category and the rage and hate that attitude caused. When I finished writing that poem, I realized that I had discovered “middle ground” on Facebook with the Arab world. I understood their feelings as well as my own. I still have a lot of unanswered questions, but now they are more about the details & less about the “why’s and where’s”.
I hope that my poem suggests how much we could achieve if we all reached for the middle ground. My close Egyptian friends have dubbed me”Queen Susan, ruler of the Monkey Planet”. Queen Susan now offers her poem for you to read:
A Dialogue Between Lady Liberty & Mother Egypt a Few Years After 9/11
In one land, the morning sun rises. The evening moon graces the sky in the other.
The Lady of Liberty opens her eyes. The eyes begin closing of the Majestic Ageless Mother.
Two worlds so far apart, separated for miles by sometimes raging,ill-intentioned seas.
Two worlds like day and dark, separated by sometimes raging,ill-intentioned pleas.
“Death to the West!” “Blow the Arab bastards to hell!” Doesn’t everyone feel this way?
All Arab countries are surely the same! And don’t all in the West hate all Muslims today?
In one land, the morning sun rises. The evening moon graces the sky in the other.
The Lady of Liberty opens her eyes. The eyes begin closing of the Majestic Ageless Mother.
Actions by States have killed innocents en masse. Actions by Groups have done the same, nothing other.
The Lady of Liberty opens her eyes. The eyes begin closing of the Majestic Ageless Mother.
“Death to the West!” “Blow the Arab bastards to hell!” Doesn’t everyone feel this way?
All Arab countries are surely the same! And don’t all in the West hate all Muslims today?
In one land, the morning sun rises. The evening moon graces the sky in the other.
The Lady of Liberty opens her eyes. The eyes begin closing of the Majestic Ageless Mother.
Two worlds so far apart, separated for miles by sometimes raging,ill-intentioned seas.
Two worlds like day and dark, separated by sometimes raging,ill-intentioned pleas.
“Death to the West!” “Blow the Arab bastards to hell!” Doesn’t everyone feel this way?
All Arab countries are surely the same! And don’t all in the West hate all Muslims today?
In one land, the morning sun rises. The evening moon graces the sky in the other.
The Lady of Liberty opens her eyes. The eyes begin closing of the Majestic Ageless Mother.
I caught her eyes as they were closing, at the moment before her mind started dozing.
I saw tears in them both when she shook as she cried, and that’s when I started asking her, “Why?”
“You’ve taken my sons, my daughters and lovers; imprisoned us all in one group with The Others!”
Lady looked at the ground, and silence hovered between Lady and the Majestic Mother.
Two worlds so far apart, separated for miles by sometimes raging,ill-intentioned seas.
Two worlds like day and dark, separated by sometimes raging,ill-intentioned pleas.
“Death to the West!” “Blow the Arab bastards to hell!” Doesn’t everyone feel this way?
All Arab countries are surely the same! And don’t all in the West hate all Muslims today?
Lady’s eyes were clouded with rage when she turned toward Mother, the old aging Sage.
No longer a jewel in Lady’s eyes, Mother was evil; to be despised!
“Cruel, wretched woman, don’t you know what you’ve done? You blew up MY daughters! You blew up MY sons!”
“You arrogant fool, what makes you say that? That was none of my doing!Where are your facts?
You’ve taken my sons, my daughters and lovers; imprisoned us all in one group with The Others!”
Lady looked at the ground, and silence hovered between Lady and the Majestic Mother.
Still clouded with rage, glaring sharp as a knife she screamed, “You’re the cause of all of this strife!
You killed her husband. You murdered his wife!”
“You arrogant fool, again I say! That was none of my doing; took no part in that day!
You keep taking my sons, my daughters, my lovers; throwing us all in one group with The Others!”
Lady slumped to the ground, and silence hovered between Lady and the Majestic Mother.
Two worlds so far apart, separated for miles by sometimes raging,ill-intentioned seas.
Two worlds like day and dark, separated by sometimes raging, ill-intentioned pleas.
“Death to the West!” “Blow the Arab bastards to hell!” Doesn’t everyone feel this way?
All Arab countries are surely the same! And don’t all in the West hate all Muslims today?
“What did I do?” cried Lady in grief. “My heart hurts so. It’s beyond belief. I hate you so much; Hope your lives are just brief!”
“If you want death for me, then I’ll bring it to you! The whole world will fear the red, white and blue!
I’ll rain bombs and destruction all over your world! I’ll turn you into a frightened girl!”
Mother plead, “Bombs won’t make your pain disappear. They kill innocent people, make them live in fear!”
Lady screamed, “Fear is one thing you’ve brought to my door. I cannot live in fear anymore!
“I don’t want you to fear me. I don’t want you to kill. When these words reach your heart, I’ll be your friend still.
“Lady, you cannot go on this way with an unquenchable urge to make us all pay.
You keep blaming my sons, my daughters, my lovers; hating us all in a group with The Others!”
Mother knelt to the ground, and silence hovered between Lady and the Majestic Mother.
Two worlds, unknowingly not so far apart, can be separated by calm and friendly seas.
Two worlds experiencing day and dark, united by soft speaking, kind pleas.
“Would you be my friend?” “Can I help you with that?” Why can’t we feel this way?
Surely Arab people feel the same. And don’t we in the West want peace today?
(By: Queen Susan, ruler of the Monkey Planet, Sept. 2009)
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