A Day of Infamy Etched on our Souls
Eleven September, two thousand and one-
This date throughout time will impart
The pain that was felt on this infamous day,
And forever be etched on our hearts.
On this clear, sunlit day in the early Fall,
In this land of the brave and the free,
Destruction and terror have left evil marks
In the annals of all history
From the dungeons of Hades, through wide open gates,
The forces of evil have swirled.
To create a thunderous, lasting impact,
That was heard throughout all of the world.
The intent was creation of chaos and fear,
Where massive anarchy would reign.
Our freedom no longer would be our great strength,
And our deep faith in God would be drained.
Like the much shattered buildings that crumbled and fell,
Our people they expected to see
Lose faith and resolve and instantly bring
Them crashing down hard on their knees.
Heinous, barbaric, these terrorist acts
Are intended to create confusion.
Instead, they inspire our people to meld
into a more closely knit union.
The extent of the pain and emotional strain
Are too deep for a measure to gauge.
But we shall recover, good will prevail,
And our lives can then turn a new page.
They will never break down our determined resolve.
They cannot destroy our will.
Despite the chaos and destruction they wreak
And the great human masses they kill.
So with a determined resolve we will face
Evil forces and then sound the knell
To send these Satanical agents post haste
Back through those wide portals of Hell.
In our Pledge, “One nation under God”,
Often mouthed as a casual quote,
May a much greater sense of reality make
And a much stronger meaning denote.