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There are
no words that can describe
the anger
and the pain
A reign of
terror in our skies;
the blood
of all those slain
As tears are
shed and hands are held
and hearts
begin to heal
Make no mistake;
we won't forget
that Tuesday
called Surreal
So many hurt,
so many lost,
so many still
not found
No one can
make our liberty
come crashing
to the ground
This purple
mountain majesty
with amber
waves of grain
Our country
stands united
and the freedom
shall remain
I pray for
those who danced and cheered
and laughed
at all our tears
I pray for
misled children
taught to
prey upon our fears
I pray for
all their parents,
yes I pray
for them as well
I pray they
all will realize
just how far
from grace they fell
This nation
will grow stronger
with every
brand new day
Our home we
call America
was born to
be that way
From troubles
past to sorrows now
and woes still
yet to be
The spirit
of America
shines bright
from sea to sea
"No man is
an island"
quotes a phrase
from long ago
Remember good
or evil sprouts
from seeds
we choose to sow
So when life
tests your patience,
try to ponder
what you feel
Please do
your part; look in your heart
for Tuesday
called Surreal
In remembrance
of September 11, 2001
By William F.
Hartwich
God
Bless and protect us all
from what the world will soon witness.
Sincerely,
Bill
Very Graciously Submitted by
the Author
and used with permission
You may contact Bill and let him know
you're blessed by his poem.
misterbill65@bbtel.com
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