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Watching Jon Stewart addressing a minimally attended (by congress) congressional committee prompted me to write the following poem. By all appearances, to me, Congress,  as a whole, cares only about congress and not we the people who elect them. Are we fools? I think so.

The First Responders By Franklin Price 6/12/2019 The Day was nine-eleven, the year two thousand one Twin towers in Manhattan, down before the setting sun Each was penetrated, by a commercial highjacked plane Flown by U.S. hating terrorists, who no longer would refrain. Alarms were sounded for the scene, first reponders made their way Their jobs to rescue anyone still living on that day They came for the thousands, and risked their life and limb They did everything they could, until the towers fell on them More came as the dust cloud cleared, to search through the debris Exposed to poison residue, to set survivors free First responders and survivors left, when search and rescue done Replaced by clean-up searchers, until all they found was none. The years have passed, not memories, or the long term health effect, To the crews that first responded and the lives that still connect. Exposure sickened many. Now they're gone or on their way. They should not have to bear the cost, for what happened on that day. The terrorists would not have come, to do the bad they did. Were we not the U.S.A. who had not run or hid Would not have knocked the towers down and left new vets in place Was the modern day Pearl Harbor for the war which we now face We are the world's protector whether we like it or not Have been, since the last great war, or have we now forgot Must take care of all our vets, no matter how they came to be The ones made when the towers fell, or those militarily The U.S.A. is different than other countries on this earth Our declaration said it, when it was written at our birth. It's best we not forget that, if we care that's who we are It's time that others paid for just a few rounds at the bar.

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Date: 6/12/2019 10:36:00 AM
Well expressed...Enjoyed the read...
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