September 11 2001

*Written September 12, 2001*

This is not for those who were lost

but for what was lost instead

Not for those who we bow are head

not for those who now are dead

This death that I write of

this oh so sad goodbye

Is the loss of our freedom

the life America swore by

The tears Lady Liberty shed

on that sad, sad day

When an injustice happened

a faceless coward made us pay

Two peaceful religions

both in God we trust

And now in the defense of God

we see revenge as a must

But could we do this differently?

find peace and not make war?

Because anger breeds more anger still

and peace and love go far

I have imagined a time

I have imagined a time

when 'what ifs' were no more

and in this fairy tale land

we are still human

capable of love

capable of sin

and with confidence brings masked insecurity

that slips through the cracks

and falls through my small hands

My 'what ifs' climax my brain

pleasured with security

riddled with the unknown

In retrospect

In retrospect

I know now

that I didn't know

how I felt/

In retrospect

I now see

what had been

dark to me/

In retrospect

I realize

what I should have said and done/

In retrospect

life

just isn't as much fun