In dedication to the lives lost in NYC and Washington, D.C. on September 11th, 2001

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A Normal Tuesday Morning By: Karla Dorman the day begins sun rises clear cool crisp (nip in the air) perfect fall morning (leaves beginning to change) beautiful morning in nyc (great day to be alive) alarm clocks ring buzz chirp (good morning) (rise and shine) people awaken normal routine exercise bathe shower get dressed get the kids ready eat breakfast drink coffee juice milk coke (gotta get the blood flowin) let the dog cat out read the paper mail magazine check e-mail schedule let the dog cat back in feed them watch the news (nothin much happenin) pay bills mail letters say goodbye drive carpool walk take a taxi bus subway to work airport drop the kids off at school daycare babysitter's a normal tuesday morning september 11 2001 suddenly events unfold rapidly (horribly) wtc north tower accident (what the hell) NEWS BULLETIN----plane crash (planes fly around buildings all the time) (terrible tragedy) OMIGOD another plane crashes deliberately runs (slams) into tears (knifes) through south tower wtc dammit we're under attack no way man not here BUT IT IS HERE fireball smoke debris pieces of paper (looks like confetti) pieces of building look people jumping falling falling (can't watch) survivors wounded bleeding burned in shock firefighters policemen (women) ems enter the towers look for survivors how many inside injured dead NO WAY TO KNOW south tower suddenly falls collapses pancakes dust ash (looks like like volcanic cloud erupting) panic running screaming trapped inside fire crews police ems men women family members loved ones husbands wives sons daughters friends co-workers neighbors pentagon hit another plane crash more fire smoke evacuations fear (where is the president) north tower falls dust plume running skies dark (where am i) (can't see) airplane crash near pittsburgh reports of hijacking struggle between captors passengers heroic efforts save white house all lost on board all domestic flights grounded stranding millions phones don't work (overloaded) families panicking looking for loved ones (where are they) (are they alive) (have you seen them) (are they injured) (did they suffer) (are they...dead) tears hugs grief watch the news nothin else on all channels images shown over and over and over and over and over again (searing into our hearts and minds) (the stuff of nightmares) questions whose responsible unimaginable incomprehensible reprehensible DON'T UNDERSTAND prayers incredible sadness (shock) (horror) we're all affected in some way. GOD BLESS AMERICA :( _______________________________________________________ i wrote this poem in fragmented form. as i was watching the late news on september 11, thoughts would enter my mind and i would write them down as they came to me. later, i re-worked them into a poem. it takes into account the feelings of normalcy on the part of the victims, who had no idea of the horror soon to be visited upon them, the feelings of dread, fear and shock we all felt as we watched the events of the attack unfold on our tv sets, the rescuers not knowing how many lives were inside, the terror the families and loved ones of the victims felt (the fear, the unanswered questions), the feelings of sadness and even anger we americans (and the world) felt (and continue to feel) on that awful day. this poem is dedicated to all those lost on the attack on america, and their families and loved ones. we grieve with you... and we love you... and we will never forget.
Untitled By: Paul Shawler Now you lay me down to sleep Then you begin to weep and weep You tell me my dad is not coming back He was killed in the 9-11 attack You tell me you are sorry again and again I guess I am just to young to comprehend You tell me he was brave, A hard working man He was just a traveler going from land to land The day has passed and night is here What shall we do with all of our fear We should take them to justice We should show them whoâ€™s who We cant let them hide and say we our fools Lets go get their asses and show them they arnt cool Not only for revenge but what is for the right Lets goâ€¦Lets fight for the rights So many Americans Died on that day We cant just forget and pretend it will be okay We must fight for our freedom Let us all stand Let us go against the terror that has plagued our land The dawn is now over and the day is here We must rise to our feet an conquer our fears God bless the USA Please protect us and make it be ok.....Today

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"Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it." - Helen Keller