911

Morning broke clearly over the earth,
    loving hugs and kisses amid the "Business as Usual" atmosphere.
    The quiet hand of God raising another beautiful day,
    As the anxious hand of the assassin prepared to deliver his blow.


    Thousands set their life course on the wave of human endeavor,
    man's handiwork beckoning to them .
    The gleaming towers embraced this fold,
    Just as the beast pounced on the innocent.
 

    Those first ripples of fear,
    Gained momentum as a tide...
    Crashed down upon the breakwater of our hearts,
    Carrying with it the memories of friends and loved ones.


     The hatred of freedom and peace,
     Raised its ugly head only to see the devastation.
     Hiding now in the land of once enlightened men,
     Knowing its life worthless in the company of civilized society.


     As for those who remain and remember the innocent,
     The pain will still linger for a while.
     For loved ones gone in an instant of madness,
     The prayers of a tearful nation are raised to heaven.


     The anger of these deep emotions,
     Must be tempered by the forgiveness of the heart.
     Justice will prevail one day,
     If not soon, then in the righteous time of the Almighty Creator.


     Until that time comes...
     VIGILANCE is the watchword.
     DETERMINED RESOLVE is the promise,
     With FAITH that tomorrow, the quiet hand of God will raise another 
     Beautiful day.

dedicationhistoryhopelosspeacefree verse

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