September Eleventh, Two-Thousand and One

I had to find a place for this poem while justafreak.com is down and being moved to a new server. I simply could not not post this today. I wrote this 8 years ago today to help remind me.

My heart goes out to the families and friends of the victims in New York City and Washington DC. September, 11, 2001 will be a day that lives in infamy. Please take a moment to reflect on these events and how they will directly affect our future. I know speculation of war is eminent, and I hope and pray that this issue will be resolved with as little causality as possible.

September Eleventh, Two-Thousand and One
A day to remember; a day that is done
An amalgam of emotion, this world has sent
The lives of our loved ones, so quickly were spent

A place in time for a moment of pause
These things that happen; these things that cause
Our lives to stop, and our hearts to poor
The time for people to open this door

This door of peace through a time of hate
A world unites, a moment too late
These lives are lost, these lives are taken
But we will resolve, be not mistaken

Our time here is valuable, but short at best
And I know the we will pass this test
Those who kill will pay the ultimate price
For a game they play; For a roll of the dice

Our World, Our Nation; we will prevail
We are not near the end of this tail
Our Brothers and Sisters will all unite
We will go on; We’ll live through this night

Copyright: © 2001 Stephen Charles Rea (rev)

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