I wish I could hang Usama bin Laden and all his followers by their manhood,
Tie them to an angry bull
And let the bull run with these cowards naked facing down
across the hot, sandy and treacherous desert

I am just a housewife
I can't change the politics in the Middle East
I can't wag my finger in the faces of careless politicians
I can't fix the world my way
(by deploying U.S.Marines to clean up the world's mess)

I can only wish bad things happen to bad people
I can raise my children to be better

The 5th year post 9/11 is here
My identity has changed tremendously
I no longer wear my headscarf
Because I refuse to be held hostage
of many sides: the islamists, the extremists,
the terrorists, the Muslim haters, the ignorants
The arrogants of all sides

My day-to-day is like everybody else
I wake up, eat, work, dream and laugh at times
Cry at others, I weep for all 9/11 victims

Sometimes I ask myself why I am still a Muslim:
Perhaps because is part of who I am, my roots
But I no longer make it public
It is in a private domain now, between me and myself
If you don't ask me, I won't tell
It works for me, gives me peace of mind
Islam is what I make of it,
not what others tell me what I should think

I am an American, I say it without hesitation, proudly

There is nothing to be proud of belonging
to the same faith of killers that committed 9/11
and other 9/11s around the world
It is an embarassment!

And that is a reality today.

These are my feelings, my world view of things
And nobody, not even you can deny me of feeling it.