Sunday, September 11, 2005

four years now ...

"It is, what the newspapers call, a day of mourning. When all we can do is pray for faith for the families of all those who died in the attacks, share a moment of silence in workplaces, never forget how so many brave people fought against the unimaginable just to save one soul. One person... Lets do it then. I remember sitting on the terrace, the city in a total blackout, the wind whispering eerily in the silence of the night. A call. We reached for the radio, bracing ourselves for the news. News from halfway around the world. Four years ago. The next year. Every year, this same day. It rings in my ears. We should never forget to pray. Hope. Reach out. Rudyard Kipling said"If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"... If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it". So give them your minute. Just a minute..."

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