On Friday, January 2ND, 2009, I felt compelled to add my little voice to a protest in front of the Israeli Consulate in Los Angeles, California.
I only wish that my little voice in the wilderness would matter. While standing in the chilling cold weather, I felt a certain futility that my little voice did not matter in this great big world. It seems that a world that has so many conflicts cannot focus on every cry for reason.
I live in an American world where Palestinian lives are not equal to the lives of others.
I am not Palestinian but I am a human being that must respond to injustice and ugliness.
I am a Caribbean-American not an Arab-American but I felt a certain shame if I did not raise my little voice in protest.
Posts
