A good friend told me…if you can’t stand up to fight for your country, then you shouldn’t be here. I thought that was mean at first. Then I realized, my Vietnam War Veteran “unofficially adopted Dad” was right on…So I wrote this poem, two weeks after 9/11.

The whole nation reset the memory clock back to the unbelievable
Alqaeda assault on the free world that September morning.

September 11 Poem.

My heart goes out to the families of those who lost lives due to the 911 attacks. They dont deserve to miss a loved one!

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THe Picture is Taken in baltimore at the LIving CLassrooms Foundation.

I wrote this poem after I came home on September 11th, 2001. I remember that day well. I remember how every television set was on during the school day. I wanted to share this poem with my readers. I hope you enjoy it.

My remembrances from the events on September 11 ,2001 when I worked as a civilian for the Department of the Air Force in Crystal City next to the Pentagon.

After watching the recent even in tuscon unfold, I felt the need to say something and this kind of spilled out.

It is about an expressed opinion regarding the observations on the series of events after 9-11.

The Poet attains Truth after hearing the Sermon on the Mount.