I wrote this poem last year but I am going to repost it again today. Remember the dead Yes but remember the living too!
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They could of not of known when they woke up how they their day would pan out. They had no idea that their life would never be the same .Their world simple, no longer safe and with no doubt.
They all boarded the plane, the train, the bus the car some even walked. They all followed the pattern of life they could not know what was to be. They greeted the news vender, bought coffee met friends, talked.
Arriving at the airport, the fire station, the precinct building,the hospital or paramedic station, the office whatever or they waived them off before taking the kids to school, all for the last time ever.
They knew they were different they had planned this for months, they knew exactly what they wanted to do. They wanted to kill they were not like the others that morning. They were not like me or you.
2,752 souls
It all started out so ordinarily boring even nothing different or new God knows what was in their minds as in to the targets their captors flew. The people at work taken unaware those in the street stood mesmerized as they watch the ball of flame from which the black smoke rose.
The fire crews , police and paramedics were scramble and into action flew when the news came that there was another plane flying into the other tower, yes two!
Helicopters police and news crews where there trying to rescue a few but even if they could of reached the roof with all that smoke what could they do.
The day had been unremarkable when the air controllers watching over Washington’s skies saw a plane on course for the Pentagon OH! God it happened in front of them death en route before their very eyes.
184 souls
The people on the plane suffered the same as their fellow passengers in New York not all of the souls on the ground perished thankfully some lived and walked. The dark and heat and the choking acrid smell must of been so terrifically shocking in fact it must of been like hell.
Who knows where the passengers on the fourth plane found the fortitude and the strength,with the crew they decided to fight back. They tried their very hardest to avert this evil hijack . They phoned friends and loved ones and told them all to be brave, then they all gave their lives for they wanted another city from an air crash to be saved
Both heros and hijackers all dead
They couldn’t of known what was before them when they all set forth on that morn . No one in the world would ever of thouht how a nations heart would be ripped and torn. We grieve for those on the aeroplanes we grieve for those on the ground we grieve for the keepsakes that were lost not all of them found.
Remember those souls today, carry your stories in your heart think of the innocents airborne and grounded their lives all blow apart .
Don’t forget as you think of them today the many, many heroes and heroines who found strength to help on that day. The police, firemen, paramedics who picked up illnesses from the smoke debris and detritus that engulfed them , they could not get out of the way. The doctors and the nurses who worked like the others till they dropped on their feet and don’t forget the ordinary good souls who help they were minutes before passers by on the street.
So God Bless the Dead and their families we will never forget them, but spare a thought for your cities’ heroes and heroines some of them ill and suffering yet . God Bless the services of Stonycreek Township and Shanksville Pennsylvania and Washington and New York. They all worked so hard and selflessly and that is what makes it so unfair, they, whilst working in the dust, metal spray and smoke clouds their lungs were damaged by the air.
So God Bless the living make their suffering less, we will always remember you as you did your very best. And so to all the families I can not equate your loss , the secretaries and colleagues drinking buddies or the boss, it is the same for all of you let our thoughts and prayers help you carry on.
willowdot21 
How grateful I am you reposted this today, willowdot! I loved how you honored the living and the dead then and do so again now! Bowing in prayer!
we must never forget , it must be added to the the Never to be forgot list. The Holocaust, Hiroshima , 9/11/01 and 07/07/05 and no doubt many more…why does this happen, why.
Why? Hmm. Exactly. Because we are human, I think, & some more than others – & some distinctly less. I don’t know, Willow. “God knows why”, I could almost say.
But yes, the living, & the dead – in the same breath, might we remember.
It is only because so many lives were affected that day, some of the rescuers were permanently injured and some mentally. So many people lost people and the pain goes on , the dead are at peace, I believe.
Willow, I didn’t see this before, so thank you for putting it up again – a most thought-filled post.
Thank you Betty that day touched us all my sister used to work in New York and her panic touched me. We must always remember those that died but we must also remember the survivors and those who fought to save lives and retrieve the dead
bows head (~_~)
X blessings to all
Amen to that!
Never forget