Climate

Living in the center, I can't feel it yet, but I know it is coming. Impact.

The people call out for change,

then they look around,

they see what they have done.

They say,

Who knew we would be this big?

If I cry loud enough, they hear me.

Who knew our voice had such command?

It spreads like a cancer,

like shivers from your soul-

through to your flesh.

Goosebumps.

I didn't know I had the power,

and OH GOD it feels good.

Islam, Submit 

-Never again

or all over again?

I guess we will just have to wait and find out.

I will be here waiting.

Now it feels fine,

but lets wait to see-

What comes next.

Author's Note

I am currently living in Israel/Palistine, educating myself on the Middle East, and on the World as a whole. I was assigned to write an essay on Middle Eastern governments about two weeks ago. Let's just say the paper I would have written two weeks ago is not what I am writing now. More news everyday, more Muslim Brotherhood, more voice, more power to the people, for the people, by the people, and it is beautiful, and it is terrifying. There is so much power in a group of people. What do you do when the people find their voice, and it calls for the distruction of your home? How can I stand here and know that the Muslim Brotherhood might take over? But how can I stand against the voice of the people? People that for a long time have not had a voice...
Anyway. I need to write my paper. This is just a few thoughts. And also, I am not being racist or ignorant, Islam means Sumit in Arabic. A language that I am learning...Slowly.

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