I'm posting this for SJDinPHX. Both the poem and the comments following afterwards are entirely attributable to him.
One bright September morning, evil rained down from the sky;
the mighty buildings crumbled, and innocents would die.
The soul of our great nation was shaken to its core,
the strong and brave rushed in to help, and we lost even more.
Defying human dignity, another pain was borne
as hate filled zealots worlds away were laughing as we mourned.
So is there one among us not filled with righteous rage
that they commit these horrors upon our grandest stage?
Do these crazed manufacturers of terror, pain and strife
think we'll forsake our legacy, our cherished way of life,
to rabble in some "Holy War" that only they define?
No, we shall wield the mighty sword and freedom will survive.
Take solace in remembering that we've been here before
and fought for all humanity on many distant shores.
Lord knows there'll be a reckoning; there'll be rejoicing when;
Throughout God's land of liberty, the bell will ring again.
GOD BLESS AMERICA
Dick McMorran
September 24, 2001
On that horrible day, seven years ago, I was stricken with the fear that I may have lost my youngest son, Chris, to that tragedy. He worked in the Amex bldg., directly across from the WTC. I knew, at that time of day, he would be in the subway under the towers, on his way to work. It was 24 hrs. of torture before he could call, to tell us he was safe. So if my word's, in the poem sound bitter toward the barbarian's, who brought this to us, It's probably because they were, and STILL are. God Bless our Troop's.
One bright September morning, evil rained down from the sky;
the mighty buildings crumbled, and innocents would die.
The soul of our great nation was shaken to its core,
the strong and brave rushed in to help, and we lost even more.
Defying human dignity, another pain was borne
as hate filled zealots worlds away were laughing as we mourned.
So is there one among us not filled with righteous rage
that they commit these horrors upon our grandest stage?
Do these crazed manufacturers of terror, pain and strife
think we'll forsake our legacy, our cherished way of life,
to rabble in some "Holy War" that only they define?
No, we shall wield the mighty sword and freedom will survive.
Take solace in remembering that we've been here before
and fought for all humanity on many distant shores.
Lord knows there'll be a reckoning; there'll be rejoicing when;
Throughout God's land of liberty, the bell will ring again.
GOD BLESS AMERICA
Dick McMorran
September 24, 2001
On that horrible day, seven years ago, I was stricken with the fear that I may have lost my youngest son, Chris, to that tragedy. He worked in the Amex bldg., directly across from the WTC. I knew, at that time of day, he would be in the subway under the towers, on his way to work. It was 24 hrs. of torture before he could call, to tell us he was safe. So if my word's, in the poem sound bitter toward the barbarian's, who brought this to us, It's probably because they were, and STILL are. God Bless our Troop's.
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