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2002-09-12

I was at work in the Health Information Section at The VAMC in Okla. City. A fellow co-worker had the radio on, when the news came that a plane had crashed in the World Trade Center in New York. We were horrified and as the news came of the plane crashing into the other tower and then Pentegon we were all in a state of shock. As so often happens when moments of tradgety occurs I began to write down my thoughts in a form of a poem, below is the Poem.

Thoughts

We saw the unthinkable,
We heard the unthoughtable,
the sound and the fury numbs senses and mind,
Here in America, how could this happen?
Perhaps a different place,
Perchance and different time.
No, the reality is clear,
the tears they fall like rain,
and wet the bleeding sod.
The grief that seems unending,
reaches up to the heart of God.

A few days past as I saw how horrific the damage was and everything that the people of New york was going through I penned another poem.

Feelings

I wish I could feel your pain,
To sense your grief and loss,
I wish that I could be the one,
to carry your heavy cross.
The burden is so heavy,
mere words cannot describe,
the hurt you must be feeling,
the emotions locked inside.
Each day that passes onward,
each moment that seems to last,
healing comes in knowing,
the worse has finally passed.

With Presidents resolve to find the ones that had done this terrible thing and the declaration of war I once again wrote another poem.

America, We Rise!

America we rise,
And stand in solemn passage,
Marching into the battle's fury,
Undaunted in the face of the foe.

America, we rise,
and stand in solemn passage,
On distant battlefields the victors cry
For glory, honor and liberty,
we've laid down our lives and have died.

America we rise,
and stand in solemn passage,
For loved ones, friends and wives,
For children yet unborn,
For Freedom's sake,
America, We rise!

I think that what happened was so devastating that mere words fall short of even explaining the feelings, and thoughts that most Americans had. We cannot let terrorist fill us with so much fear that we lock our selves up and refuse to go about our daily living. We have to continue on, we have to contiue to travel, to do our business and to face the future unafraid, I think that is what makes us all truly American. Not to be a afraid of some bully who is trying to put fear into us.