Re: simply prose

Jomur Islam

Ms. Corticcio

Global 9

24 May 2006

Arab-Israeli Conflict Opinion

As it appears, I live in a society where prejudice is glorified,
yet unintentionally. I, the person assume all atrocities done for the
right cause; what is right versus what is wrong? I have always known
that at the end of a war the winner always writes the history, thus
who am I to really support or favor? My reasons tell me to support
neither, though my passion tells me to support the ones that are
bleeding, yet my wit with common sense tells me that my understanding
of views on cultures, languages, creeds, sexualities, etiquettes, and
of its sorts are being distorted by politicians that are like vultures
feeding upon the defenseless and weakened society of "mules."

Why do I consider such two communities of human beings as mules?
Well, when horses and donkeys come together to get lost in its song
of mating, in the dance of words, in poetry of colors, and in the art
of expressions and gives birth to a new a kind of creature--it is a
"mule." What I am really saying is that these communities of people
once might have reflected two different societies but through cultural
diffusion have become one, just like in the United States. This war
has become a language of passion, the literature outspoken with
compassion where souls of bleeding brethrens are poured into it. It
is this literature that no longer gives birth to a universal unity of
understanding, tolerance, and respect of one another's cultural
background. It is no longer "E Pluribus Unum", the Latin motto
translated as "Out of many, one." or many in one.

It was William Shakespeare who once wrote, "If you prick us do
we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we
not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge?"

Adoration, Passion, Love is without the existence we give it.
Adoration is simply an alluring yearning to be alluringly yearned.
Passion is basic infatuation of self interest where personal gain excels.
Love...complaisance without any particular meaning. The mere bond that
unites all and everyone is not love. It is selfishness, or fear, or even
madness. It is the reinvention of superficial excitement that family and
friends use to fill in their blank feelings.

- Jomur Islam (class of '09)