9-11…2001

It was a dark day in America.
There was no Amazing Grace.
Freedom did not ring.
Tragedy attacked sky-high.
Fiery terror reigned.
Structures collapsed.
Red with blood, white with ash,
And out-of-the-sky blue.
As children trust elders,
Citizens find faith in leaders.
But all were blinded,
Shocked by the blasts.
Undefiable outrage.
Undeniable outpouring
Of support, even prayer,
Or at least moments of silence.
Church and State
Could not be separated.
A horrific blasting of events
With too few happy endings.
Can the children sleep
Safely in their beds tonight?
Can the citizens ever rest
Assured of national security again?
God, please, bless America…
And the rest of our earthly home.

September 11, 2001
© Matthew Joseph Thaddeus Stepanek,
Eleven year old peacemaker and poet

My thoughts and prayers are with all the families and friends of those who died in the terrorist attacks on the United States of America on September 11, 2001, as well as the thousands of brave men and women who are fighting overseas for our safety and the freedoms we enjoy as American citizens. ~ Margaret


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