The Voices of Many Standing as One
As the sun came up early that morning, and it beamed down brightly our way,
It brought about a promise to all, of yet another precious day.
Lives were intertwining as the normal pace begin,
No one could ever imagine how that precious day would end.
Out of the skies came a horrible roar, from the sound of a very large bird,
Impacting the lives of so many people, like no one has ever heard.
Devastation and anger griped a nation, while millions were watching from home,
A senseless attack on innocent people, and in a flash that precious day was suddenly gone.
Understanding why is difficult at the moment, for those that are left behind,
The images remain of that horrible act, is forever etched in our minds.
I know not if words can comfort right now, at this time while everyone grieves,
For the hopes and dreams of so many lost lives, which still is so hard to believe.
Compassion is a precious gift we now share, instilling unity into the heart of every man,
Though tragedy has happened right before our very eyes, we've witnessed love, and comfort, throughout the land.
Our wounds are deep, but one day they will heal, if we strengthen one another in the days to come,
Remember to pray for everyone in every home, as our people stand together as one.
May God continue to bless us all in the days to come.
Pauline P. Williams
Copyright 2006
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