Poetry

SEPTEMBER 11
the world stood still at two o’clock
all laughter turned to tears
upon this day the USA
confronted its greatest fears
a nation became a target
of cowards without pride
who never come out from the dark
where they choose to hide
out of the ashes will rise an eagle
watch as he sores up in the sky
for you will never take our freedom
no matter how hard you try
land of the free home of the brave
a place where dreams come true
you’ll never break our spirits
know matter what you do
So many lives husbands and wives
brothers lovers and kin
upon the day a war begun
a war we have to win
god bless thoughts who perished
god bless everyone
we will all stand together
until this war is won
God bless all hero’s
who gave their lives away
through their acts of bravery
others lived to see another day
for in times of trouble
on them we can depend
for the new York emergency services
to be their till the end
You never take our freedom
in hard time we bond together
never will we turn away
no here not now not ever
By john f Connor
Copywriter 2003