Resolution
It was the headless body that got to me.
His face was slick with blood.
His head rested on his stomach, staring up
at the indifferent lens of the camera.
Red pooled in the gravel of the road.
He had been a policeman.
He had been killed as an example.
They didn't say his name.
And when the image cut to an interview,
a car bomb, an assassination,
one phrase ran on repeat through my head:
This is our world.
This is our existence; this
is our reality.
Our present. Our future.
And as we complain about homework,
friends, high gas prices
half a planet away, a bomb goes off.
I cannot hide in my bubble of a world.
High school, college, office nine to five--
no.
I will go over there; Pakistan, India, Iraq.
I will help. I will try.
I will risk assassination because that means
I will be worth assassinating.
Maybe I will become that body in the road.
Maybe I will be
an example.
I don't care.
I will be an example for what people should do.
The world cannot continue this much longer.
Religious wars. Nuclear weapons. Anyone
with enough anger and enough bullets.
Already, this planet is falling apart.
I have to do something.
Something significant
because
if I don't, if we don't,
eventually we will all
join that headless body in the road.
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Verdad
I think I've come to realize that nearly everything you write has some basis in reality (odd it may be for a girl like you). Took me a while. Despite this, my question: true story?
And do you mean it?
I'll respect you even more if you do. That's one of the most noble things I've heard of anyone doing. Leaving the bubble.
Anyone. Ever.
One thing that really caught my attention because really it's just true:
"I will risk assassination because that means
I will be worth assassinating."
This piece may be evenly balanced (well done!) but there, really, was the climax. It encompasses the entire piece in its truthfulness; the entire feeling you were attempting to create.
That's the part that really hit me. That's the part that'd get other people (including me!) off their lazy little asses to do something that actually mattered for once.
And yet, I still sit here.
/gradster(1)/ - failing the world
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A girl like me?
Yes, it's true. A clip I watched in Terrorism meant to illustrate the current situation in Pakistan.
And yes, I mean it. Not now, but as soon as I can, as soon as I'm independent and people will listen to me I will go out and do something. You wanted to know why I'm applying for UWC? That's part of it. There are eleven different UWC sites around the globe and I want...well, I want to get out of America. And I want to learn as much as I can from India or Hong Kong or wherever I end up so I can use that knowledge to help reverse what's so screwed up today.
You are not failing the world. No one has failed the world until they are dead and buried and have done nothing. Just because you haven't done much yet--few kids our age have--doesn't mean you can't help in the future.
A girl like the you I was thinking of.
I was going to reply, but it's too... I'm... Forget it.
/gradster(1)/ - In that mood. Thanks, though. Sincerely.
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