I remember....

I remember well......

...the absolute horror of the evil that resides in man.

How can anyone ever forget...

...the destruction that man can bring about?

I was at work when my husband phoned me and told me to switch on the television.  A plane had flown into the WTC.  At that stage we thought it was a horrible accident, but of course, when the second plane hit the second tower, we knew... I remember sitting in front of the television not wanting to see or believe what I was seeing, yet unable to tear myself away from the tragedy that was being played out some 13,000 kilometers away.  It could have been on my own doorstep.

Today my thoughts are once again with those who have lost loved ones in this tragedy

and also with those who have lost loved ones in its aftermath

and I can only pray that man will learn from this experience.

I want to leave this poem by a little boy who seemed to have more wisdom

than all the leaders of the world.

It is my prayer that it will find a place in your hearts.

A NEW HOPE

BY MATTIE STEPANEK

I need a hope.a new hope.

A hope that reaches for the stars, and

That does not end in violence or war.

A hope that make peace on our earth, and

That does not create evil in the world.

A hope that finds cures for all diseases, and

That does not make people hurt,

In their bodies, in their hearts

Or most of all, in their spirits.

I need a hope.a new hope,

A hope that inspires me to live, and

To make all these things happen,

So that the whole world can have

A new hope, too.