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Jim Baldauf jfbaldauf@prodigy.net
Thu, 8 Nov 2001 18:32:20 -0600


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      A poem by Suheir Hammad

      1. there have been no words.
      i have not written one word.=20
      no poetry in the ashes south of canal street.=20
      no prose in the refrigerated trucks driving debris and dna.=20
      not one word.=20

      today is a week, and seven is of heavens, gods, science.=20
      evident out my kitchen window is an abstract reality.=20
      sky where once was steel.=20
      smoke where once was flesh.=20

      fire in the city air and i feared for my sister's life in a way
      never=20
      before. and then, and now, i fear for the rest of us.=20

      first, please god, let it be a mistake, the pilot's heart failed,=20
      the=20
      plane's engine died.=20
      then please god, let it be a nightmare, wake me now.=20
      please god, after the second plane, please, don't let it be anyone =

      who looks like my brothers.=20

      i do not know how bad a life has to break in order to kill.=20
      i have never been so hungry that i willed hunger=20
      i have never been so angry as to want to control a gun over a pen. =

      not really.=20
      even as a woman, as a palestinian, as a broken human being.=20
      never this broken.=20

      more than ever, i believe there is no difference.=20
      the most privileged nation, most americans do not know the=20
      difference=20
      between indians, afghanis, syrians, muslims, sikhs, hindus.=20
      more than ever, there is no difference.=20

      2. thank you korea for kimchi and bibim bob, and corn tea and the=20
      genteel smiles of the wait staff at wonjo smiles never revealing=20
      the heat of the food or how tired they must be working long =
midtown=20
      shifts. thank you korea, for the belly craving that brought me=20
      into=20
      the city late the night before and diverted my daily train ride=20
      into=20
      the world trade center.=20

      there are plenty of thank yous in ny right now. thank you for my=20
      lazy procrastinating late ass. thank you to the germs that had me=20
      call in sick. thank you, my attitude, you had me fired the week=20
      before. thank you for the train that never came, the rude nyer who =

      stole my cab going downtown. thank you for the sense my mama gave=20
      me=20
      to run. thank you for my legs, my eyes, my life.=20

      3. the dead are called lost and their families hold up shaky=20
      printouts in front of us through screens smoked up.=20

      we are looking for iris, mother of three. please call with any=20
      information. we are searching for priti, last seen on the 103rd=20
      floor. she was talking to her husband on the phone and the line=20
      went. please help us find george, also known as adel. his family=20
      is=20
      waiting for him with his favorite meal. i am looking for my son,=20
      who=20
      was delivering coffee. i am looking for my sister girl, she=20
      started=20
      her job on monday.=20

      i am looking for peace. i am looking for mercy. i am looking for=20
      evidence of compassion. any evidence of life. i am looking for=20
      life.=20

      4. ricardo on the radio said in his accent thick as yuca, "i will=20
      feel so much better when the first bombs drop over there. and my=20
      friends feel the same way."=20
      on my block, a woman was crying in a car parked and stranded in=20
      hurt.=20
      i offered comfort, extended a hand she did not see before she=20
      said,=20
      "we're gonna burn them so bad, i swear, so bad." my hand went to=20
      my=20
      head and my head went to the numbers within it of the dead iraqi=20
      children, the dead in nicaragua. the dead in rwanda who had to vie =

      with fake sport wrestling for america's attention.=20

      yet when people sent emails saying, this was bound to happen, lets =

      not forget u.s. transgressions, for half a second i felt =
resentful.=20
      hold up with that, cause i live here, these are my friends and =
fam,=20
      and it could have been me in those buildings, and we're not bad=20
      people, do not support america's bullying. can i just have a half=20
      second to feel bad?=20

      if i can find through this exhaust people who were left behind to=20
      mourn and to resist mass murder, i might be alright.=20

      thank you to the woman who saw me brinking my cool and blinking=20
      back=20
      tears. she opened her arms before she asked "do you want a hug?"=20
      a=20
      big white woman, and her embrace was the kind only people with the =

      warmth of flesh can offer. i wasn't about to say no to any=20
      comfort.=20
      "my brother's in the navy,"i said. "and we're arabs" "wow, you=20
      got double trouble." word.=20

      5. one more person ask me if i knew the hijackers.=20
      one more motherfucker ask me what navy my brother is in.=20
      one more person assume no arabs or muslims were killed.=20
      one more person assume they know me, or that i represent a people. =

      or that a people represent an evil. or that evil is as simple as a =

      flag and words on a page.=20

      we did not vilify all white men when mcveigh bombed oklahoma.=20
      america did not give out his family's addresses or where he went =
to=20
      church. or blame the bible or pat robertson.=20

      and when the networks air footage of palestinians dancing in the=20
      street, there is no apology that hungry children are bribed with=20
      sweets that turn their teeth=20
      brown. that correspondents edit images. that archives are there=20
      to=20
      facilitate lazy and inaccurate journalism.=20

      and when we talk about holy books and hooded men and death, why do =

      we=20
      never mention the kkk?=20

      if there are any people on earth who understand how new york is=20
      feeling right now, they are in the west bank and the gaza strip.=20

      6. today it is ten days. last night bush waged war on a man once=20
      openly funded by the=20
      cia. i do not know who is responsible. read too many books, know=20
      too many people to believe what i am told. i don't give a fuck=20
      about=20
      bin laden. his vision of the world does not include me or those i=20
      love. and petittions have been going around for years trying to=20
      get=20
      the u.s. sponsored taliban out of power. shit is complicated, and=20
      i don't know what to think.=20

      but i know for sure who will pay.=20

      in the world, it will be women, mostly colored and poor. women=20
      will=20
      have to bury children, and support themselves through grief.=20
      "either you are with us, or with the terrorists" - meaning keep =
your=20
      people=20
      under control and your resistance censored. meaning we got the=20
      loot=20
      and the nukes.=20

      in america, it will be those amongst us who refuse blanket attacks =
on=20
      the shivering. those of us who work toward social justice, in=20
      support of civil liberties, in opposition to hateful foreign=20
      policies.=20

      i have never felt less american and more new yorker - particularly =

      brooklyn, than these past days. the stars and stripes on all these =

      cars and apartment windows represent the dead as citizens first - =
not=20
      family members, not lovers.=20

      i feel like my skin is real thin, and that my eyes are only going =
to=20
      get darker. the future holds little light.=20

      my baby brother is a man now, and on alert, and praying five times =
a=20
      day that the orders he will take in a few days time are righteous =
and=20
      will not weigh his soul down from the afterlife he deserves.=20

      both my brothers - my heart stops when i try to pray - not a beat =
to=20
      disturb my fear. one a rock god, the other a sergeant, and both=20
      palestinian, practicing muslim, gentle men. both born in brooklyn=20
      and their faces are of the archetypal arab man, all eyelashes and=20
      nose and beautiful color and stubborn hair.=20

      what will their lives be like now?=20

      over there is over here.=20

      7. all day, across the river, the smell of burning rubber and =
limbs=20
      floats through. the sirens have stopped now. the advertisers are=20
      back on the air. the rescue workers are traumatized. the skyline =
is=20
      brought back to human size. no longer taunting the gods with its=20
      height.=20

      i have not cried at all while writing this. i cried when i saw =
those=20
      buildings collapse on themselves like a broken heart. i have never =

      owned pain that needs to spread like that. and i cry daily that my =

      brothers return to our mother safe and whole.=20

      there is no poetry in this. there are causes and effects. there =
are=20
      symbols and ideologies. mad conspiracy here, and information we =
will=20
      never know. there is death here, and there are promises of more.=20

      there is life here. anyone reading this is breathing, maybe =
hurting,=20
      but breathing for sure. and if there is any light to come, it will =

      shine from the eyes of those who look for peace and justice after =
the=20
      rubble and rhetoric are cleared and the phoenix has risen.=20

      affirm life.=20
      affirm life.=20
      we got to carry each other now.=20
      you are either with life, or against it.=20
      affirm life.=20

      suheir hammad

      =20
    =20

Politex, www.bushwatch.com, 11/8/01

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      <P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D5><B>A poem by=20
      Suheir Hammad</B></FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>1. there have=20
      been no words.<BR></FONT><FONT=20
      face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=3D2>i have not =
written one=20
      word. <BR>no poetry in the ashes south of canal street. <BR>no =
prose in=20
      the refrigerated trucks driving debris and dna. <BR>not one word.=20
      </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>today is a=20
      week, and seven is of heavens, gods, science. <BR>evident out my =
kitchen=20
      window is an abstract reality. <BR>sky where once was steel. =
<BR>smoke=20
      where once was flesh. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>fire in the=20
      city air and i feared for my sister's life in a =
way<BR></FONT><FONT=20
      face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=3D2>never =
<BR>before. and=20
      then, and now, i fear for the rest of us. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>first, please=20
      god, let it be a mistake, the pilot's heart failed, <BR>the =
<BR>plane's=20
      engine died. <BR>then please god, let it be a nightmare, wake me =
now.=20
      <BR>please god, after the second plane, please, don't let it be =
anyone=20
      <BR>who looks like my brothers. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=3D2>i =
do not know=20
      how bad a life has to break in order to kill. <BR>i have never =
been so=20
      hungry that i willed hunger <BR>i have never been so angry as to =
want to=20
      control a gun over a pen. <BR>not really. <BR>even as a woman, as =
a=20
      palestinian, as a broken human being. <BR>never this broken. =
</FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>more than=20
      ever, i believe there is no difference. <BR>the most privileged =
nation,=20
      most americans do not know the <BR>difference <BR>between indians, =

      afghanis, syrians, muslims, sikhs, hindus. <BR>more than ever, =
there is no=20
      difference. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>2. thank you=20
      korea for kimchi and bibim bob, and corn tea and the <BR>genteel =
smiles of=20
      the wait staff at wonjo smiles never revealing <BR>the heat of the =
food or=20
      how tired they must be working long midtown <BR>shifts. thank you =
korea,=20
      for the belly craving that brought me <BR>into <BR>the city late =
the night=20
      before and diverted my daily train ride <BR>into <BR>the world =
trade=20
      center. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>there are=20
      plenty of thank yous in ny right now. thank you for my <BR>lazy=20
      procrastinating late ass. thank you to the germs that had me =
<BR>call in=20
      sick. thank you, my attitude, you had me fired the week =
<BR>before. thank=20
      you for the train that never came, the rude nyer who <BR>stole my =
cab=20
      going downtown. thank you for the sense my mama gave <BR>me <BR>to =
run.=20
      thank you for my legs, my eyes, my life. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>3. the dead=20
      are called lost and their families hold up shaky <BR>printouts in =
front of=20
      us through screens smoked up. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>we are=20
      looking for iris, mother of three. please call with any =
<BR>information.=20
      we are searching for priti, last seen on the 103rd <BR>floor. she =
was=20
      talking to her husband on the phone and the line <BR>went. please =
help us=20
      find george, also known as adel. his family <BR>is <BR>waiting for =
him=20
      with his favorite meal. i am looking for my son, <BR>who <BR>was=20
      delivering coffee. i am looking for my sister girl, she =
<BR>started=20
      <BR>her job on monday. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=3D2>i =
am looking=20
      for peace. i am looking for mercy. i am looking for <BR>evidence =
of=20
      compassion. any evidence of life. i am looking for <BR>life. =
</FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>4. ricardo on=20
      the radio said in his accent thick as yuca, "i will <BR>feel so =
much=20
      better when the first bombs drop over there. and my <BR>friends =
feel the=20
      same way." <BR>on my block, a woman was crying in a car parked and =

      stranded in <BR>hurt. <BR>i offered comfort, extended a hand she =
did not=20
      see before she <BR>said, <BR>"we're gonna burn them so bad, i =
swear, so=20
      bad." my hand went to <BR>my <BR>head and my head went to the =
numbers=20
      within it of the dead iraqi <BR>children, the dead in nicaragua. =
the dead=20
      in rwanda who had to vie <BR>with fake sport wrestling for =
america's=20
      attention. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>yet when=20
      people sent emails saying, this was bound to happen, lets <BR>not =
forget=20
      u.s. transgressions, for half a second i felt resentful. <BR>hold =
up with=20
      that, cause i live here, these are my friends and fam, <BR>and it =
could=20
      have been me in those buildings, and we're not bad <BR>people, do =
not=20
      support america's bullying. can i just have a half <BR>second to =
feel bad?=20
      </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>if i can find=20
      through this exhaust people who were left behind to <BR>mourn and =
to=20
      resist mass murder, i might be alright. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>thank you to=20
      the woman who saw me brinking my cool and blinking <BR>back =
<BR>tears. she=20
      opened her arms before she asked "do you want a hug?" <BR>a =
<BR>big white=20
      woman, and her embrace was the kind only people with the =
<BR>warmth of=20
      flesh can offer. i wasn't about to say no to any <BR>comfort. =
<BR>"my=20
      brother's in the navy,"i said. "and we're arabs" "wow, you <BR>got =
double=20
      trouble." word. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>5. one more=20
      person ask me if i knew the hijackers. <BR>one more motherfucker =
ask me=20
      what navy my brother is in. <BR>one more person assume no arabs or =
muslims=20
      were killed. <BR>one more person assume they know me, or that i =
represent=20
      a people. <BR>or that a people represent an evil. or that evil is =
as=20
      simple as a <BR>flag and words on a page. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>we did not=20
      vilify all white men when mcveigh bombed oklahoma. <BR>america did =
not=20
      give out his family's addresses or where he went to <BR>church. or =
blame=20
      the bible or pat robertson. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>and when the=20
      networks air footage of palestinians dancing in the <BR>street, =
there is=20
      no apology that hungry children are bribed with <BR>sweets that =
turn their=20
      teeth <BR>brown. that correspondents edit images. that archives =
are there=20
      <BR>to <BR>facilitate lazy and inaccurate journalism. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>and when we=20
      talk about holy books and hooded men and death, why do <BR>we =
<BR>never=20
      mention the kkk? </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>if there are=20
      any people on earth who understand how new york is <BR>feeling =
right now,=20
      they are in the west bank and the gaza strip. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>6. today it=20
      is ten days. last night bush waged war on a man once <BR>openly =
funded by=20
      the <BR>cia. i do not know who is responsible. read too many =
books, know=20
      <BR>too many people to believe what i am told. i don't give a fuck =

      <BR>about <BR>bin laden. his vision of the world does not include =
me or=20
      those i <BR>love. and petittions have been going around for years =
trying=20
      to <BR>get <BR>the u.s. sponsored taliban out of power. shit is=20
      complicated, and <BR>i don't know what to think. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>but i know=20
      for sure who will pay. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>in the world,=20
      it will be women, mostly colored and poor. women <BR>will <BR>have =
to bury=20
      children, and support themselves through grief. <BR>"either you =
are with=20
      us, or with the terrorists" - meaning keep your <BR>people =
<BR>under=20
      control and your resistance censored. meaning we got the <BR>loot =
<BR>and=20
      the nukes. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>in america,=20
      it will be those amongst us who refuse blanket attacks on <BR>the=20
      shivering. those of us who work toward social justice, in =
<BR>support of=20
      civil liberties, in opposition to hateful foreign <BR>policies.=20
</FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=3D2>i =
have never=20
      felt less american and more new yorker - particularly =
<BR>brooklyn, than=20
      these past days. the stars and stripes on all these <BR>cars and =
apartment=20
      windows represent the dead as citizens first - not <BR>family =
members, not=20
      lovers. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=3D2>i =
feel like=20
      my skin is real thin, and that my eyes are only going to <BR>get =
darker.=20
      the future holds little light. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>my baby=20
      brother is a man now, and on alert, and praying five times a =
<BR>day that=20
      the orders he will take in a few days time are righteous and =
<BR>will not=20
      weigh his soul down from the afterlife he deserves. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>both my=20
      brothers - my heart stops when i try to pray - not a beat to =
<BR>disturb=20
      my fear. one a rock god, the other a sergeant, and both =
<BR>palestinian,=20
      practicing muslim, gentle men. both born in brooklyn <BR>and their =
faces=20
      are of the archetypal arab man, all eyelashes and <BR>nose and =
beautiful=20
      color and stubborn hair. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>what will=20
      their lives be like now? </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>over there is=20
      over here. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>7. all day,=20
      across the river, the smell of burning rubber and limbs <BR>floats =

      through. the sirens have stopped now. the advertisers are <BR>back =
on the=20
      air. the rescue workers are traumatized. the skyline is =
<BR>brought back=20
      to human size. no longer taunting the gods with its <BR>height.=20
</FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=3D2>i =
have not=20
      cried at all while writing this. i cried when i saw those =
<BR>buildings=20
      collapse on themselves like a broken heart. i have never <BR>owned =
pain=20
      that needs to spread like that. and i cry daily that my =
<BR>brothers=20
      return to our mother safe and whole. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>there is no=20
      poetry in this. there are causes and effects. there are =
<BR>symbols and=20
      ideologies. mad conspiracy here, and information we will <BR>never =
know.=20
      there is death here, and there are promises of more. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>there is life=20
      here. anyone reading this is breathing, maybe hurting, <BR>but =
breathing=20
      for sure. and if there is any light to come, it will <BR>shine =
from the=20
      eyes of those who look for peace and justice after the <BR>rubble =
and=20
      rhetoric are cleared and the phoenix has risen. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>affirm life.=20
      <BR>affirm life. <BR>we got to carry each other now. <BR>you are =
either=20
      with life, or against it. <BR>affirm life. </FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" =
size=3D2>suheir=20
      hammad</FONT></P>
      <P><FONT face=3D"Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"=20
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