On September 11, 2001
we had the blood
of 5,727 innocent lives
shed upon American soil
all in the name of hate..



They Will All Be
In Our Hearts Forever



It is a beautiful sun filled morning
yet I have an unexplained sense of
evil and sadness around me.
The city is awake as travelers
make their way to work and
parents getting their children to school.
I look across at Time Square
and notice the time is 8:45am
and thinking you better hurry
or you will be late for work.

Suddenly I hear an explosion.
I look in the direction of the sound
and see smoke coming from the
North Tower of the World Trade Center.
An airplane has crashed into it's side.

There is mass confusion.
Police and Fire Fighters are rushing into
the Tower to help the people exit to safety.
Oh Dear Lord people are jumping
out of the windows and falling to
the street below. What is this hell
that has been cast upon us?

People stare in shock and disbelief
now as a second plane flies directly
into the South Tower.
Looking back at Time Square
I see the time now is 9:03 am.
The streets are littered with paper
and debris from the offices in the two Towers.
It's now 10:05am and people
are now running from that direction
as I witness the the South Tower
crumbling to the street below.
Trapping thousands ...
Moms and Dads,
Sisters and Brothers,
Sons and Daughters.

Why?

Oh the dust,
the smoke,
the flying debris is so thick
you can see nothing.
It is all but impossible to breathe.
The pain of what has happened is so
great you can feel nothing else.

It is 9:43 am there are reports
of another plane flying into the Pentagon
in Washington D.C.
I don't understand.
What is happening?
Who could wish such horrid wishes
or even entertain such unthinkable thoughts.
Why is this happening in a country
that represents Freedom and
welcomes strangers from
any land to pursue a better life?

A life of Freedom,
in my America?

I try to reason
when I know deep inside there is none.
I hear the words echoing in the air 'Lets Roll'.
It is now 10:10 am and yet another report
of a hijacked plane crashing
in Summerset County in Pennsylvania

It is now 10:28 as I witness the
North Tower tumbling to join her sister
that already lay upon the street below
I look across at the Lady of the city.
Even though the air is thick
and visibility is poor,
I see something glistening
on her cheek in the last few remaining rays
of the morning sun.

It is but one lone tear.xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />