Chaos

Chaos struck,

that September day,

when life after life,

was taken away.

~

Innocent people,

with places to go.

Got on their planes,

but would never show.

~

For these planes were driven,

into the twin towers.

And chaos rained on New York,

for hours and hours.

~

But through all the chaos,

love shone through.

In ordinary people,

like me and you.

~

For once in our lives,

we look past the color of our skin.

And realized our strength together,

in the end would help us win.

~

We all came together,

to lend a helping hand.

And we stick to our motto.

United We Stand!



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 1-2-02. It's about 9/11

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Bruce Pickett's picture

Hey Jilly, I like this poem. It shows the true meaning to be american. Keep up the good work.