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911 : America: Up From The Ashes
By Michael C. Jones   

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I am a Vietnam Navy veteran and when 911 happened I was horrified and angry, that is to say very mad and upset. President Bush also is my Commander in Chief, I sent him a Casette tape by Annita Bryant with many patroitic songs on it and a copy of the poem entilted 911:America Up From The Ashes and several months later I received a thank you letter from the President.

When in New York City the World Trade Center fell,


and the Pentagon survived Satan's blow. Preservation, determination, from smoke to ash., we stand ready as heaven and hell clashed!


That's when America's flag spoke to me, the blue is what burns in hearts so free ,that red, the dead, and much blood shed. Pure white so bright twinkle like stars at night! Lady Liberty still kisses dawn at twilight.


We still must know her face is aglow, as it was a hundred years or so, ago! The eagle does soar and the lion does roar. O sleeping giant now thou arise, behold thunder, rain, missles from the skies!


Nowhere isn't far enough or oceans deep, you threnten our freedom know vanquished defeat! Mountains are large hills moles hide there in, if you don't want justice you can't be our friend. Here is your black rose, do touch dear toad, the mire and murk and hell your abode!


I watch the flag out my window, the final outcome only God knows, while praying for the dead and the living more so. Troubled sleep but tomorrow we must go, on to a future fit for Kings and Queens, the spirit in America will always reign! The Pentagon will rise with New York strong ties, to God and America the free. God hasn't abondoned thee, seek turth and walk in the light, and my God will keep it bright!


By Michael C. Jones


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