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My heart is in one world, yours is in another,
yet truth says that you are my brother.
We were both born perfect children of God,
but you were wrapped in hate and told that was your job.
I was given freedom, love and the right to dream.
You were fed ignorance, evil and encouraged to scheme.
I cannot hate you, my brother so lost,
nor can I tolerate the suffering you caused.
In misguided flight, your hate filled the sky.
Seeking to dim America’s light, you caused many to die.
Know that we do bleed, but, no, you did not succeed.
Through ashes and chaos, we discover the best in us,
and prayer of prayer, hope of hope,
this is what you caused to grow –
this is what the world will know.
In memory: Luis Alvarez, American Hero
Thank you for working on
the smoking ruins of 9/11!
Those days when we were
more than proud to be a
free country.
Yes, we worked together ever
so proudly, as a family.
Thank you for going to the Senate on June 11th!
Sick as you could be
Begging for money for two-
hundred sixty-two people still ill.
America has forgotten 9/11, with impunity.
We still have not learned our history
lesson.
You truly were so ill, but never
lost your compassion.
Till your very last moment, you
were a man of action!
For God, for us all, in this
great American nation.
It's people like you, who make
the Fourth,
A reason for a great and gratitude-filled,
momentous celebration
With profound respect and gratitude,
Panagiota Romios
July 3, 2019
10:30am PST
April 23 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 9-11
Key Verse – 2Kings 9:36 Wherefore they came again, and told him. And he said, This is the word of the LORD, which he spake by his servant Elijah the Tishbite…
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO ENLIGHTENS US
THROUGH HIS WORD
Praise be to God for enlightening us through His Word that is:
Inspired for our regeneration
Indestructible along our redemption
Incontestable toward our revival
Incorruptible with our renewal
Indispensable for our restoration
2Kings 10:10 Praise be to the Lord Who does
that which He speaks:
Fulfilling His will with triumph
Freeing us from waywardness’ transgression
Framing our wisdom along His testimony
Fixing our ways toward thanksgiving
Flaming our winnings midst trials
2Kings 11:17 Praise be to the Saviour for
reinforcing His covenant toward us that is:
Sealed with His devotion
Secured by His decision
Satisfied amidst His delight
Shown along His direction
Strengthened upon dominion. Amen!
April 23, 2024
A man with love… is a happy man to think of
But
A man with no woman to rely on
Is a man so lonely so dead and gone
A man with room and broad… is a shut in opened man turn cold
But
A man with no home to call his own
Is a man with few clothes poorly with no money and depends on loans
A man with friends is a lonely shatter man
But
A man with no enemies is one who runs from Freddy, Dick and Dan
Is just a man trapped behind two pool balls queue sticks and…
A man with no smile… is a man without laughter
But
A man with no face to express himself
Is a man who will be exposed to bedevilment
Think about it
Don’t just try to do without it
Just try to remember that
Without no smile it’s like a baseball player without his bat, glove and ball
A man with no smile
Is like a poorly ragged fatherless child
9/11/70
Written words by James Edward Lee © 1970
From Miss Bernice Godowski Creative Writing Class
North High School
Original written under the name of AKA"pen name"),pseudonym Michael Block
Don't try to make me just like you
I must cherish my free speech and thought
If I just clung on to your point of view
I’d relinquish a right which cannot be bought
LGBTQ people are dancing, spitting on, and defiling your grave
Well because ding dong, yet another witch is dead
Christian Broadcasting, you founded to minister and save
Condemned feminists as devils whom we should dread
We speak of religious right pundit Pat Robertson
Avowing 9/11 attacks as divinely ordained
The Queen is dead, but perhaps not gone
Because his small minded thoughts have remained
Nothing says Pride like the death of your proto-Hillsong
They won’t miss that homophobia which you did awake
So here’s to you Mr. Robertson
And your accusing gay men of a spiky HIV handshake
Ground of Formless Realities
Ground Zero
AN APPEAL TO MAKE IT ONLY A GANDEN OF GOD- A PLACE OF PEACE
AND NON-VIOLENCE ONLY.
( The poem is dedicated to all those who lost their precious lives on 9/11)
My heart aches and emotions start bleeding
Remembering the pain and agonies of those
Who lost their lives, while we all remained watching only?
Cursing the helplessness, that we
Could not do any thing to save
A life, a tear from eyes of mothers and wives;
Brothers, sisters and lovers or beloveds.
Or the dear ones, who were there, just inside.
The disaster was happening, right
Before our eyes full of tears.
The glaring fact of brutal and unforgivable deed
Tearing apart its people hearts in pieces and a nation’s pride
Had moved the entire world except those
Who believe in the faith of violence and misdeeds?
Let us keep now that place ‘Ground Zero’
A place of Peace and Non violence
Where kindness and love can be seen in every branches and trees
Where Nature may exists in its serene beauty and coolness
Let there be no bricks and walls
No pits and falls
And no sound of any kind except the
Sound of kindness and love and the music of nature
Which we can hear coming from birds and flowers
From plants and trees and water running streams.
Let us make it a Garden of God.,
In the memory of those who lost their lives
And kept their nation’s pride high.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 10th Sept. 2010
DEDICATION: The Poem is dedicated to
all my fellow Americans.
And this dedication is not only from me
but from all the peace loving people of India.
We are with you in the hour of your grief.
Ravindra
Iran's leader was our friend
but Zealots forced his rule to end.
Now Iran joined our fervent foes
The Jihad tree sends out roots and grows.
Then there was Afghanistan.
We got dragged into war in that deadly land.
They had hosted Al Qaeda, practicing how to slay.
Killed 3000 U.S. civilians in one fall day.
We went to war in Iraq too
We thought we'd be welcome, Bush had no clue.
Many turned against us, a bitter hard war.
Many voices here say - what were we fighting for?
Islamic state took sex slaves, also crucified.
beheaded if you're lucky, if not, burned alive.
In the power vacuum, they took a chunk of Iraq.
Eventually, temporarily, we beat the Jihad back.
We'd been fighting in Afghanistan for 20 years,
On paper we were strong, but reality jeers.
So Trump said, “Time to call it done,”
And Biden said, “The war is won.”
We withdrew our troops, doomed people fell off our planes.
It was like Vietnam all over again
And today Al Qaeda camps sprout there, for them no fears.
Could we have stayed, could we keep losing soldiers for years?
“We’ll watch from far" said Biden "over horizon sight,”
He said we'd look out for each woman’s right.
But girls can’t go to school anymore, nor walk alone—
Nobody believes our politicians, we turn tail and go home.
In Christian Lebanon, now Hezbollah rules
An Islamic State graduate took Syria, trusted only by fools.
In Mali now, Al Qaeda looks to win
Three times the land of California, the tide is coming in.
Nigerian leaders minimize a slaughter to cloak
In ten years' time you'll see the same land, different folk.
I've just scratched the surface, to be candid
Recall Mozambique, Christian island, till Jihadists landed.
You say, “So what? that's all far away,
They live their lives a different way.”
But that's what we thought, until airliners flew
Through our skyscrapers, the Pentagon too.
Now you might argue "America First" to keep out is best.
But you might not understand reasons for conquest.
I certainly don't want to be in the first combat wave.
I don't want endless wars, or an early grave.
I don't want to fight totalitarians, just live my life, lots to do
But though we're not interested in war, war may be interested in you.
We have enough problems here, in fact they grow worse every day
Can we stand up to enemies, I wouldn't bet that way.
SPLENDOROUS SUNSET
One of nature’s natural wondrous works
is the stunning sunset, a stellar sight when the
setting sun dips down the horizon.
Striking spectacle of captivating clouds,
altering awesome scattered shapes
and spectacular sky bursting brightly,
beaming brilliantly while changing colors.
1/1/22 Submitted
A Strand (1044) Poetry
Brain Strand
11/30/21 Alliterisen 2 Poetry
Joseph May
Syllable Sequences: #E 10-12-9-11-8-10-10
Photo: #3 Sunset
Used: How Many Syllables
Intelligence first, Retribution next
Clinical response the worlds text
Which free country is next in line
To be hit by this cowardly crime.
New York Cities patriots, suffer further pain
As Fire Officers and Police are slain
They indeed are part of this attack
So many of them never came back
Honourable dads, cousins and wife's
Mourn their lost ones, who lost their lives.
The World will remember
This September deathly sound
When iconic giants crashed to the ground
Hero's in the air, and on Manhattan Earth
Proved to us all, whats humans are worth.
In respect to the decent people who perished on that September day.
When we compare the numbers
and percentages of innocent,
trusting lives lost
in significant part because of Christian
militarized
capitalized
patriarchal
monotheistic judging fundamentalism,
punishing Afghanistan
and other Islamic cultures
over the past four or five decades,
To the number
and percentage of innocent
economically and politically trusting lives
lost in significant part
because of Moslem militarized
capitalized
patriarchal
monotheistic vengeful fundamentalism,
punishing the U.S.
and other NorthWestern Christian cultures
The outsized scale of human
and darkening environmental casualties
in brown Afghanistan
does not redeem Bin Laden's terrifying success
on 9/11.
But, this difference in chronic ballistic stress
does suggest why
a well-capitalized terrorist
was able to garner so much economic
and political support
from those already too familiar
with sudden
tragic
violent loss of family
and friends.
This is not to say U.S victims
and non-victims (should there be any)
asked for vengeful death
nor deserved such tragic
excruciating loss,
But
these same losses
may remind us
we, as a democratically healthy
responsible wealthy nation,
a polycultural society,
could have listened with more extensive
bilaterally compassionate ears
and mass mediated eyes,
to the rapacious horror,
loss,
trauma,
fear,
anger,
hate,
chronic anxiety,
post- and pre-traumatic stress disorder
Perpetuated by militarized
capitalized
patriarchal
monotheistic
dogmatic
RightWing
LeftBrain dominant privilege
elitism
supremacy
autistic autocracy
greedy kleptocracy
dissociative denialism
Doubt in cooperative polycultural powers
of global compassion
love
actively provoking hope,
healthy trust in win/win
global resolutions.
Within these powers
of seasonably healthy reason,
perhaps we could have heard,
as Albert Einstein
so impatiently exhorted,
to do more of the mighty same
of what is tearing us terrifyingly apart,
is our distressing height
of straight white anthroprivileged ignorance.