All those who died will never be forgotten, and those who helped in any way with rescue and the hard work of the aftermath will always be thanked. God bless the FAMILIES and the FRIENDS, and God bless AMERICA.
*** Posted by Gail Moore on 2009-10-20 ***
This poem is dedicated to those who jumped from the tower on that horrific day:
O jumper, thee who falls from that skyline I have seen.
As you descend from grace on this early morning as the smoke and flames beam.
Where is your angel? Where are your wings? as you disappear behind this mess I have seen.
You are one in the two thousand and forty heartbreaks I hold, in the city that never sleeps
I choke not on the smoke and debris but your memory, as my eyes cannot unsee what is the the angel of thee
*** Posted by dio on 2009-10-15 ***
9/11 (September 11th 2001)
Three brave men stood valiantly still
As they paid their respects to their old friend, Phil.
As they raised their dusty flag of old,
They realised how the terrorist's heart was cold,
As they remembered all of their fallen comrades,
Who had come to lessen the massacre that never fades.
Their worn-out trousers used to be black,
And their helmets were new, but had many a crack.
It wasn't the equipment or even the cash.
It wasn't the fact they were covered in ash.
It was the fact they'd lost so many:
Harry and Micheal and even Lenny.
As they looked around and saw wreckage so bent,
They wondered why the airliners were sent,
Why did the people push the buildings into the dirt,
But most of all, why'd they cause so much hurt.
Well, I know for sure it'll stick in my mind
Because it made me think, "Is this humankind?"
I'm never gonna forget nine-eleven.
I just hope their buddies made it to heaven!
*** Posted by Byron Huggins on 2009-10-01 ***