9/11

So as you all know tomorrow is 9/11; well, in honor of that I thought I would post this poem. I wrote it Freshman year for my English class, idk it was how I felt about it at the time.

U. S. A.

One decade ago when I was only nine,

A crazy man convinced others to die.

He put them on planes with one mission in mind,

To go up alive and see that no one survived.

The great peace sign in New York,

The weird shape in Virginia,

And a field in Pennsylvania,

Were lit up like torches,

And laid many to rest.

The Commander and Chief

Sent our boys over seas,

Fighting for freedom, for peace.

Thousands of brothers,

Sons,

 Fathers,

Flew across great waters

And came back to their families:

A wooden box with a flag.

Over the years of bloodshed and strife

We’ve had our share of losses and wins.

We have mourned the death of many,

And celebrated the deaths of few.

But today we celebrate and mourn

The death of that crazy man,

For the world has one less crazy,

But that man never knew Christ.

One decade ago when I was only nine,

Our country declared war.

One decade later, I’m proud to say

Our country just took the first step

Towards ending the pain,

The suffering,

The war.