AMERICA MOURNS America mourns, amid the debris Of the heinous crime perpetrated on the "Land of the Free" Buildings tumbled, lives were lost Grown men cried, at the horror wrought Time will pass and hearts will heal But the memory and the feelings we won't conceal We'll bury our dead and with unwavering resolve Our nation will grow stronger as we look to God Never forget what you witnessed today It's an ominous sign of the world's decay We as a nation have become an example to the world Our grief will be deep but our strength will prevail As you look at the skyline of a city in pain Let us embrace our countrymen as they do the same Remember your loved ones, remember to pray An act of war has been proclaimed today We as a nation have stood the test We won't bow under and we'll never rest Our arms still reach, across the world Our flag fly's high, its stripes unfurled The stars still sparkle, our freedom reigns Nothing can diminish our country's fame United we'll stand against any attack We'll show the world, America fights back ~Sand~   GOD BLESS AMERICA   THE LAND THAT WE LOVE ~ FUTURE OF THE AFTERMATH ~ IS THERE A FUTURE IN SPITE OF THE AFTERMATH ? WILL WE EVER WAKE FROM THIS NIGHTMARE OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION ? IF WE CAN JOURNEY PAST THE VISION BURNED FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS AND PRESS PAST THE TEARS THAT HAVE STAINED OUR SOULS THEN MAYBE WE CAN REFLECT ON THE STORIES OF BUT A FEW OF THE TRUE HERO'S I WILL NOT WEEP I WILL STAY ANGRY FROM ANGER, I SHALL STAY STRONG LIKE A BATTERED CHILD I FEEL VIOLATED ABUSED DEFILED BUT ABOVE THIS I FEEL HELPLESS HOW I LOATHE THE FEELING OF HELPLESSNESS ABOARD THE AIRCRAFT HE GRABBED FOR HIS CELL PHONE JUST ONCE MORE HE NEEDED TO SAY I LOVE YOU THE STRAINED VOICE ON THE OTHER END LISTENED, THEN SAID WAIT.... I AM PUTTING YOUR MOTHER ON THE PHONE RIGHT NOW. MOM...WE HAVE BEEN HIJACKED AND I NEEDED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING.... I LOVE YOU. I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING OR WHAT TO DO. HIS MOTHER SAID: TERRORISTS JUST CRASHED INTO THE WORLD TRADE CENTER AND A THIRD TERRORIST PLANE HIT THE PENTAGON THE CELL PHONE FELL TO THE FLOOR WITHIN SECONDS, HE WAS BACK. MOM....WE TOOK A VOTE AND WE WILL FIGHT THE TERRORISTS. MOM.... I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU TOO, SON. AND WE ARE ALL PROUD OF YOU. THE LINE WAS DEAD. SO WERE MANY SONS, DAUGHTERS, WIVES, HUSBANDS, FATHERS AND BROTHERS MEN, WOMEN, CHILDREN DEAD AND THE WORLD WEPT. OR SO I THOUGHT BEFORE ME ON THE TELEVISION SCREEN I WITNESSED A SIGHT MORE CHILLING THEN THE VERY DEATH AND DESTRUCTION I HAD JUST WITNESSED SMILING.... LAUGHING... REJOICING.... HIDEOUS... FACES... VICTORY... AMERICANS ARE DEAD. DANCING.... JUMPING.... HUGGING.... PUTRID TWISTED CONTORTING BODIES. IN A WAR DANCE OF DEATH THIS IS SO TWISTED. SO WRONG. MY MIND REELED. AS AMERICANS DID WE EVER TAKE THE PLEASURE IN THE PAIN OR SUFFERINGS OF THESE PEOPLE? DID WE EVER STAND IN OUR STREETS LIKE THRONGS OF INHUMAN BARBARIANS SCREAMING AND CACKLING LIKE PEOPLE POSSESSED BY THE DEMONS FROM HELL I WAS ONCE TOLD EVIL HAS NO CONSCIOUS. I WAS ALSO ONCE TOLD REVENGE IS THE LORDS I WAS ALSO ONCE TOLD, WITH LOVE ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE SO THIS NIGHT.... I BANISH THE SIGHT OF THOSE LAUGHING, SMILING FACES... AND I HOLD FAST TO A SONS LAST GIFT. I LOVE YOU MOM ~Pam Gallo~ COPYRIGHT 9-11-01