These thoughts were actually not my first on the London bombings today. However, they have recently come to me, and I want to document them. The delay in my posting was due to the fact that I was waiting to hear from/about friends and family in London. (shukrunlillah, everyone seems to be OK). It dawned on me, that as much as I talk about being Muslim and American, about the search for shared humanity, and today really brought home the point that even to me, subconsciously, there is a distinction – the internalization of being the “other?” – between a…
Being Poor
Being Poor
My country’ tis of thee, [Only if you are rich]
sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing; [liberty for CEO’s and celebrities]
land where my fathers died, [probably at the hand of a colored man or a foreigner]
land of the pilgrims’ pride, [and Native American genocide]
from every mountainside let freedom ring! [One ring to rule them all and in the darkness bind them]