by James Paul Rabiola

Thank you, Mr. Terrorist, whatever name you may have.

Thank you for making the world put aside their petty differences.

Thank you for making us realize we still care for each other.

Thank you for clearing our minds,
    for, in the few days after the bombings,
    you made the world reflect on what is most important.

In your haste to devalue and destroy a way of life,
    you have created more acts of love and more loving words
    than we could ever have imagined.

Thank you for making us realize
    we can no longer live in a world where the foundations of daily life
    are built upon fear and prejudice.

Every time you stand in the shadows, destroying lives,
    you burn away that fear and prejudice borne from ignorance
    and create unity.

A small seed has been planted and from this we shall harvest
    a field of Understanding, Love and Compassion.

Upon this you shall not feed, for it is something that
    your empty soul has no need for.

Thank you for making many leaders of the free world understand
    that the time for a new kind of thinking must come and
    we cannot keep bombing and killing innocent people,
    to resolve our differences.

For now you can gloat,
    but we, a free and loving people,
    will now take the hand of another who has fallen
    and walk them through their suffering.
    An action in which you can never participate.

Do me one more favour Mr. Terrorist.
    When you sit down to eat your next meal made
    of hate and contempt for mankind,
    remember this.

We, the people of the free world,
    will be dining with the loving memories of the souls you took from us.
    They were our lambs...sacrificed unwillingly.
    Your dessert will be one of distrust, fear and loneliness,
    but ours will be the sweetest of all desserts…
    one of a united world where Love’s true power
    will finally be revealed.

©26-07-05 James Paul Rabiola

James Paul Rabiola is an American citizen living
in Wales. He wrote this poem originally after 9/11. This version was written after the London bombings.

You can contact James Paul at

Reprinted with permission


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