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[title] => Tuesday, September 11, 2001
[time] => 2004-09-03 00:33:06
[hometext] => I wrote this poem 3 years ago today. It was the hardest day in our life time. May we always remember. This day is etched into my memory. For all of you who know and lost loved ones. This poem is for you. ~ God Bless You All ~
[bodytext] => This Is The Day Our Nation Mourned, This is the day that "Terror" was born, For America, "She" held her breath, As time stood still and watched distressed: The World Trade Center was busy at work, Unknown to all the evil that lurked, It was forty-five minutes after eight, When Flight 11 and Tower One met their fate, Heaven’s gates flew open wide, For the first arrivals to come inside, There were so many being led, They didn’t realize that they were dead, The angels mingled with all who came, Explained to all what was to blame, Shock then settled for they were Home, But they had left loved ones back home alone. As they watched from Heaven’s High, They saw the planes cross the sky, Knowing evil and its intent, Knowing that it would not relent, As they watched this evil power, A second plane stabbed the Second Tower, Now, they could hear the rising cries, As the world watched more people die, More souls now were coming in, Angels once more would begin, The Pentagon had now been seared, And Americans were gripped by fear, More souls came to Heaven’s Door, Angels explained just like before, One last plane with evil inside, Its mission failed ~ Still all died, The passengers of this last plane, Knew the evil and fought to tame, They won the battle over their foes, Heaven was waiting for Flight 93’s souls. Smoke is rising as fireballs explode, Screaming and crying as hysterics unfold, Sirens are heard from all directions, America hit with no protection, America watched in disbelief, For those there, there was no relief, Tragedy loomed for eternity it seemed, As Tower Two began to careen, All were stunned as they watched this sight, Knowing the occupants just lost their lives, The gates to Heaven still open wide, Angels still greeting all who arrive, There is no end to terror this day, As Tower One gave away, Cries were louder and the pleas were many, When would this horror come to a finish? Heaven still had room inside, For Tower One’s victims to reside. There were phone calls home from the plane, "I love yous" and those trying to explain, There were "Good byes" left with love, And "See you again in Heaven above," Picking up the pieces of the destroyed, Has left Americans with an aching void, Some are searching for family still, Refusing to believe that they were killed, Others accepted death as a fact, Pain is endured no matter the act, Service People have served and died, Trying to help the people inside, Searching and digging in tons of debris, Trying to find life wanting to believe, They have search teams of dogs and man, Total strangers are lending a hand, Pulling together is what America does best, And these terrorists will never know rest. Thousands of Americans for no reason died, Our President promises that they can’t hide, He believes that this is an act of war, Hate is alive & strong and can’t be ignored, Bodies are found and parts here and there, Visions of hate are left everywhere, Heaven’s window is crystal clear, Loved ones watching seeing fear, They left their strength back here on earth, For "US" to draw on and find rebirth, They left this earth by body and soul, Not leaving loved ones by letting go, They stayed with their loves in their hearts, They’ll stay always and never part. JerriFaye Thomason © [comments] => 4 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 55 [informant] => tifrob [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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