《Slam Poetry》Save the world.
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Hi.
My name is Bernard Curtis Brown the second.
My dad worked in the Pentagon.
I was going to meet him.
I was scared to fly alone.
American Airlines, Flight 77.
Hi.
My name is Christine.
I'm two years old.
I'm going to DisneyLand with my mommy and daddy.
Daddy just called grandpa.
I wonder why?
United Airlines, Flight 175.
Hi.
My name is David.
I'm only three yeare old.
I just got a new mommy and daddy.
We were going home.
United Airlines, Flight 175.
Hi.
My name is Asia Cottom.
I'm in 6th grade.
And i love math and science.
When i grow up,
I'm going to be a doctor.
American Airlines, Flight 77.
Hi.
I'm Zoe.
And this is my little sister, Dana.
Im eight, and she's two.
Mommy, daddy, Dana and me are going to Australia.
American Airlines, Flight 77.
My name is Welles Crowther.
I'm twenty-four years old.
I work, I worked on the 104th floor of the South Tower.
I helped save a dozen people.
Before dying while trying to save more.
We are the 44 passengers of the United Flight 93.
Four hijackers took over our plane and stabbed the pilot, and flight attendant.
We took over the plane and took it to the ground.
I'm Sargent James Thomas.
I was dropping my daughter off.
When i got the news.
All i could think was "My city is in need."
I found two survivors after the collapse of the towers.
These people,
And three thousand more like them.
Died on September 11th, 2001.
All because of hate.
Because of hate.
They died.
Not only them.
But thousands of people like them.
Innocents.
Bystanders.
May 26th, 2008.
Six died. 18 injured.
Military base, Iraq.
All soldiers.
April 15th, 2013.
3 died. 260 injured.
Boston, Massachusetts.
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The Boston Marathon.
June 12th, 2016.
49 died. 58 wounded.
Orlando, Florida.
A gay club.
We cant change what happened.
But we can stop it from happening again.
We can save millions of lives.
But only if we learn to love.
Learn to realize people are different.
Realize love is love.
That people are innocent.
That no one deserves to die.
Not for what they've done,
Who they love.
Never.
We need to work together.
We need to work together to stop anything like this from happening again.
I dont want to watch the world be destroyed by hate.
I dont want to see people die for who they love.
For who i love.
I don't wanna die for who I love.
For who i am.
Please.
Please.
Stop the hate.
Stop the discrimination.
Stop.
Only we can save the world.
Help me save the world.
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