A 9\11 Poem
Grief holds you like the cliff does the feet of the forsaken
What emotion do you swallow to even speak about the lives that were taken?
It doesn't have too happen again if we find a way to see
It never has to go on if we find a way to be
Imperfect, couldn't step out of line
The brave falls and the future generation says that it's fine
The ending of their world, the madness crashing down
You can rule a kingdom of dead, if blood can come in a crown
So hold your cross and pray to God you can come home
That's all there is to do when grief turns you all alone
Know that now your eyes can close on the terror
And open once more to something fairer
The chaos is done and your families are torn
So you wait in heaven for the absence of a gun, and for our freedom to ring unworn
Names forgotten and deeds to remember
Hope like that, it takes forever
I couldn't sleep so a wrote something fir the fallen.
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