To Shout and Stir

I often ask myself who am I? Who am I to ask for a war to end? Who am I to tolerate a war that's gone too far? Who am I not to jump up and down in protest? Who am I to stand from afar and not say a word? What is my purpose in this life but to be a peace maker, a warrior of love, a kind person, giving more than I can imagine. I often ask myself, do I have something to write, or scream or yell that will tell people what I think? Does anyone care what I think? Hasn't it already been said in the same way, just a different day, a different language, a different state, country or play?

Why do I feel trapped in a small place with a voice as loud as a fog horn lost in the darkness? Perhaps, in my silent and screaming misery, I will have empathy for those true warriors out there fighting for what they believe is their purpose in life. Even when they question the mission they still stay awake and obey. Should I be the one to step in the way? What would happen to me if that is what I believed to be my purpose, to protest wildly the things about this world that I abhor? Would I be sent away too? Where would they send me? Is that why people are afraid to protest? Are they afraid they would be protested against for their protest?

I remember in the 70's when I was a little girl and the students were killed by the police for protesting the Vietnam War. They believed that was their purpose,and they were shot down and killed. I just don't see many taking a stand against this war today? Have we become so frightened for our own safety, well being? What a diversion buying a house can be! What are we afraid of? Why aren't we saying anything really loud? STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP this WARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

I want the military to send the warriors back from Iraq, back from Iraq...that is my purpose today-to say that.

What I believe is my purpose in life is to question the absurdities in this life and to fight them in my own special way. Writing is my purpose in life. I know my purpose will be to write and offend others if I have to, in order to share my point of view. That is my purpose. I will write what I think!

In America we can sit and pray for the war to go away. But in America our voice has been too low and the government's say seems to have gotten in the way. I guess that is all I have to say, today. Today that is my purpose of life, to share my true thoughts and feelings.