story6412.xml
Title
story6412.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-09-12
911DA Story: Story
The Devastation of the United States Nation
The devastation of the United States nationOften makes me wonder about God`s creation.The plane crashes of the World Trades Centers, Pentagon,And a plane that landed in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.We have no understanding where these planes were landing,And why thousands of Americans are not still standing.We now have a hole in the earth for which we can`t place any dirt.As I sit here and cry it is like I actually died,But my soul is still yet alive.When, what, where, and how the hell was this nation burned to damnation?When I think about the planes that never made it to their final destinations
Because of a complication I begin to wonder about the situations the families of the
Americans who were killed in the plane crashes feel about this terrible deal.No one will ever understand why a clan of men did this terrible act out of indecency.In my last words of this poem I will say to each and everyone around the world, from nation to nation, from heart to heart, and to Blacks, Whites, Arabs, Chinese, Japanese, Iranians, Indians, Mexicans, and to people of all races we must take a stand and stop hurting each other. Love your neighbor. Our sisters and brothers died in that plane crash. They may have not been blood related, but in Christ eyes we are all sisters in brothers. So, take a stand and hold each others hands and tell each other how much you love each other. There is no love like God`s love. "Love Your Brother and Sister, don`t Hurt Your Brother and Sister."
The devastation of the United States nationOften makes me wonder about God`s creation.The plane crashes of the World Trades Centers, Pentagon,And a plane that landed in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.We have no understanding where these planes were landing,And why thousands of Americans are not still standing.We now have a hole in the earth for which we can`t place any dirt.As I sit here and cry it is like I actually died,But my soul is still yet alive.When, what, where, and how the hell was this nation burned to damnation?When I think about the planes that never made it to their final destinations
Because of a complication I begin to wonder about the situations the families of the
Americans who were killed in the plane crashes feel about this terrible deal.No one will ever understand why a clan of men did this terrible act out of indecency.In my last words of this poem I will say to each and everyone around the world, from nation to nation, from heart to heart, and to Blacks, Whites, Arabs, Chinese, Japanese, Iranians, Indians, Mexicans, and to people of all races we must take a stand and stop hurting each other. Love your neighbor. Our sisters and brothers died in that plane crash. They may have not been blood related, but in Christ eyes we are all sisters in brothers. So, take a stand and hold each others hands and tell each other how much you love each other. There is no love like God`s love. "Love Your Brother and Sister, don`t Hurt Your Brother and Sister."
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Citation
“story6412.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 1, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/16561.