
911
It was Tuesday 911
When the devil came ashore
To attack the American people
And call it a holy war.
Many thousands were injured;
Many thousands are gone;
Many heroes among them
Whose courage was strong.
Changed
Is now our world
And with burned heroes flesh,
Our flag is unfurled.
And as we in America cried
Tears red white and blue
From the hurt and the pain,
It seemed the world cried, too.
So as we unite
Our hearts and our hands;
Together in one,
Our nation stands.
As tears stream down
From all of our eyes;
We look to the sky,
The American Flag
Still flies.
911 Poem written by Bryan Gullickson aka visual velocity pc, on Flickr
photo with poem also by visual velocity pc
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