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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