Passionate poem about 9/11 |
Living Through a Nightmare The innocent morn The new-morning dew The sunrise, a beginning of new Carrying on life Unaware of the terror to come People hurrying among the streets Down below these two magnificent modern feats 8:46 a.m. American Airlines Flight 11 strikes the North Tower 9:03 a.m. United Airlines Flight 175 strikes the South Tower 9:38 a.m. American Airlines Flight 77 strikes the Pentagon 9:56 a.m. The South Tower collapses 10:28 a.m. The North Tower collapses 10:00 a.m. United Airlines Flight 93 crashes in Pennsylvania In exactly 1hour and 45 minutes America staggers The flame of America flickers All 4 planes were daggers Shoved deep into the gut of society The questions come to mind quickly: Like a hurricane of why‘ s A sandstorm of how’s An avalanche of who’s Bush answers each of these days later “We've seen the unfurling of flags, the lighting of candles, the giving of blood, and the saying of prayers in English, Hebrew and Arabic.” “Al-Qaida is to terror what the Mafia is to crime. But its goal is not making money. Its goal is remaking the world and imposing its radical beliefs on people everywhere.” They do so without a care… Willingly America takes a stand Lady Liberty and the US army merely hand in hand Osama our primary target, We found an even deadlier threat Its name: Saddam Hussein Like the coward he is The army tracked him to his hole Where he laid in wait Hoping it will all be over soon Although they are still working hard Progress is slow And will remain that way Eventually the army will leave Iraq But that does not mean that Iraq will leave our thoughts Leave our minds Leave our dreams Our nightmares… |