9-11-01 A Day We Should Never Forget

Tomorrow for us the US it will be the seventh year anniversary of that terrible day 9-11-01.

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Some one once asked me why I wanted to remember 9-11 with my poem.

He thought it should be forgotten.

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Did we forget Perl Harbor?

Did we forget the Nazi's and all the horrors of war.

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No.

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We should never forget the ones who died, or the heroism that was born on that day.

Some people found courage, and some people patriotism.

The old red white and blue still carried a lot of weight in this country, and it blossomed and flowed turned our sorrow to our national colors.

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This poem is a tribute to the dead as well as the living.

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About my poem; I don't write a lot of poems, but it took me six months to process the tragedy of 9-11, and the process gave birth to this poem.
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911
In God's Name


Allah –they yelled!
ramming our planes into our towers.
lost to the flames the buildings fell,
with few survivors.

Oh my God! We cried;
as we watched horrified,
trying to save them
many brave people died.

Jesus, thank you! That they live!
As people walked with feet of lead,
dusty tracks of tears they shed,
for what they suffered and fled.

Christ almighty! We did swear.
When the smoke then did clear;
our stunned senses not prepare,
titans once stood-- nothing a nightmare.

God there's more?
We learned---four planes
went out with evil intentions.
The pentagon succumb to mutilation!

My God! What happened?
A field in Pennsylvania was reshaped;
the ruin of flight 93 over the landscape,
passengers and crew---no escape.

Allah —thank you!
Prayed He from a cave in a hill.
For helping me to hurt them
where they feel it still.


In God we entrust.
flight 93 loved ones informed;
heroes they were transformed,
together the cockpit they stormed.

Showing us courage in all of us inborn.
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To all of you who have read my poem,
God bless you.
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