I've got it saved on my harddrive, and I'll listen to it - when I have gotten to the point where even thinking about listening to it again doesn't make me tear up.
In fact, I don't even know what's wrong with me - because an awful lot of things seem to get me all teary and choked up in the past 2 - when I am not generally a softy kind of a person.
And whats even stranger is.. I never know when it's going to hit...this very strange reaction.. I'll be reading something here - or I'll click on a link and hit a website related to the WTC attack -blitz, and find myself with tears running down my cheeks, when minutes before I wasn't in any kind of emotional state.
A collaberative poem that describes this emotive state better...
Lady Liberty speaking on "The Spirit of American Freedom"
You may write me down in history
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Hell - no!, Instead I Rise!
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does You think You've Got Me Beaten?
Well, I don't believe your lies,
Because beneath the rubble, and shattered lives
I hear my children's cries
You'll never see me coming'
From everywhere I'll strike
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a multi-coloured ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I dance there in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise Into a daybreak that's wonderously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise I rise I rise.
MWW
As always, thanks for the best posts.
a Good Morning bump!