Crashing onto our weakened knees and pray.
Smoke fills the unstained air,
As our screams are drowned out
By the silence of the unknown.
Are the gorgeous sun rays that warmed the earth,
Not the way the autumn breeze
Calmed the frigid sky.
We forget-not the way our lives were
R O C K E D,
S H A K E N
and D E S T R O Y E D
By the incompetence of crazed maniacs.
Our nation is scorned when the first tower falls.
S T U N N E D,
F R A N T I C
and left S P E E C H L E S S.
As the second plane collides
Into the little pride we have left,
Our mouths drop in disbelief.
All we can do is stand back
And watch while reality is stripped bare;
As hearts are demolished by every stone
That separates them for loved ones...
We are reborn into hell.
We have fallen along-side our monuments
And the nation's pride is consumed by flames.
While our enemies cheer as debris hit the ground
And celebrate our blood stained streets.
We, by the destruction of our nation,
Are given the strength to fight back.
Someone asked me how it feels. My heart aches, my thoughts are empty. My mom, my brother, six months apart. They are gone. A part of me went with them. Life isn't the same. A arm, maybe a...
Destruction Is Our Strength
Published: June 2014