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[aid] => mick
[title] => Dial 9-11
[time] => 2005-01-04 16:48:20
[hometext] => I felt compelled to write this poem, although I don't know why. I got this urge to write it about a month ago, and resisted for awhile as I thought someone else would be better. Anyway I did finish it, so here it is
[bodytext] => Orange until the sun rose above the horizon Full yellow ball began to brighten Dawning of another pleasant sunny day In the distance a jet plane appeared Going unnoticed, as there was no fear No one dreamed on such a beautiful day Disaster of untold magnitude was on its way Four jet airplanes on a suicide mission Whose only goal was to kill into submission Fiery balls of smoke and flame filled the air Caused unbelievable destruction and death for which no one was prepared Then a second crash just as loud A second tower shook and fell, which devastated the crowd Smoke billowed as others looked on in shock and bewilderment Trying to grasp the magnitude of this horrendous incident Disaster and screams ensued with panic, which filled the air The profoundness of the disaster we became aware Loss of innocent life too big to comprehend It shook a whole nation, not to break, but bend As that infallible human spirit responded to its beckoned call To pitch in and work to rescue all Even before the dust settled the rescue began Firemen, policeman and citizen alike in an attempt to save their fellow man Slowly they would emerge like ghosts Filing out of the bowels of haze and smoke, which were the graves for most A nation temporarily brought to its knees Only to rebound with a strengthened spirit to be free That no terrorist would defeat this great nation Which now more then ever would value its freedom and creation I think our willingness to fight, and resolve to last Will demonstrate to our fallen soldiers from the present and the past That they did not die in vain for our quality of life to sustain There is no limit on our price for freedom, our democracy we will maintain Flag raised, God Bless America [comments] => 4 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 28 [informant] => Willofree [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Patriotic )
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