How it felt that day…

The innocent will never last, it all happened way to fast…

A poem I came up with while looking across the street to my post office.

A political rant about the effects of 9/11 on the youth of America.

I feel for all the people who lost a love one.

A personal narrative of the events of 9-11.

For the loved ones left behind on Sept.11/2001.

My view of September 11th.

Dedicated to all the fallen heroes of 9-11, May God bring peace to the hearts of all their friends and family, in Jesus’ name I pray, Amen.

In a world where it seems God is reduced to realm of fantasy, this overused expression is ironic. A point of reason on the the thought.