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The Blackest Day: Revisited

as the Towers die away alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll where I stood far from shards of glass fire, horror, disaster they televised only elemental chaos cold rains passed through a nation's heart then through my soul, hardened on that day that day when the unimaginable was destined to end in fear the day the towers came down an insane day of Great Pain that still haunts our hearts still to this day, it is a new Infamy a day that will live forever for me then, the horrors of the coming holocausts crowed my nightmares a great stain of our collective history. Felt in great disdain as I watch nightmares coming, the towers, falling, falling down to earth! I watch the darkness gather in its wake the blackest day never dreamt as a nation cries as a nation tries to understand and Stand to face the terror of those future days I watch divisions of desolation pit Man against man Brother against brother belief against belief these still echos through to this day We fought back the tears And watch what was happening I try as I might I try to see a future bright I try as I might see a nation called together to come to arms to take a stand to muster the fight against an invisible enemy I try and realize this world this world was destroyed, rearranged I cry as I feared the loss of a nation's soul the time is at hand for a new day to be born I will try and not let the hate burn out the rage in the coming age, phantoms will linger in the waiting, the slicing the wrong from right I watch as a nation stands tries to understand a greater love Beyond destiny I try to stand and understand this war coming our way postscript: this was 20 plus years yesterday ago much has changed much has never gone away, just like these tears, I fight as memory cascades a storm in my inner history all is left open, a sore all is debris scattered along a distant shore now a new terror is born...a new war has come! 2 years and counting...

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