Let the Mercy Begin*

There is pain in the city today Lord tears came with the morning wind I’m down on my knees searching for my brothers and my sisters promises of forever changed forever within moments let the mercy begin Dreams of tomorrow are now yesterday’s memories families lost with strangers...life lost with innocence kiss them softly for they have suffered protect them all from harm’s way and let them be forever warm let the mercy begin Planes flew in the sky right through to heaven’s gate a nations strength resolved from the dust of towers the price of freedom paid for in full on a country field fortress warriors taken without quarter lay each one of them so softly and gently down let the mercy begin A choir of heroes each one a protector of life men and women who answered every plea for help brave comrades falling in the flames as many to save the few let their heartbeats become heaven’s eternal sweet symphony allow our lives to be a reflection of their true courage and spirit let the mercy begin Our distance apart is now but a breath of time to find one another…simply reach to the sun in the sound of a child’s laughter and when I yearn for the gentleness of their touch I will need only to hold a butterfly in my hands let the mercy begin IRISH Dedicated to the New York City Fire Department Written in Chicago, Sept 12th, 2001