a poem I dig out every Sept 11

[kissa_bites]

My name is America. 
I am beautiful. 
I am vibrant. 
I am strong. 

You tried to kill me. 
You didn't succeed. 
You will never succeed.

I am hurt right now. 
But I am not broken. 
I will live and I will prosper. 
I will overcome the pain. 
I will be stronger because of it. 

You are fanatical. 
You are insane. 
You are jealous.

Your people come to me, because you force them to leave with hatred. 
Your people come here to live in peace and prosperity. 
I win and you lose. 

I have what you want. 
Peace. 
Money.
Loyalty.
Love. 
And I have it my way. 

I am proud.
I am vain. 
I am arrogant. 
I am irresponsible. 
I am trivial.
I am too loud. 
I am too wealthy. 
I am too colorful. 
But I'm better than you, because I love. 

My heart is my people. 
My strength is my people. 
My joy is my people. 
I am everything my people are. 

I am male
I am female
I am black
I am white
I am tan
I am Christian
I am Jewish
I am Muslim
I am Buddhist
I am atheist
I am Democrat
I am Republican.
I am all of these.

My blood is red
My heart is pure white
My anger is blue flame.

You have not divided me. 
You have united me for three common causes. 
Saving my people
Rebuilding what you destroyed.
And 
Stopping you. Any way I have to. 

You have caused tears. 
You will pay for every tear shed by one of my people.

You did not defeat me. 
You can not defeat me. 

My name is America 
and I'm stronger than you. 


September 12, 2001