They day the world cried together all at once as a glimpse of what might. The flight that opened and captured the skies with disbelief. Still, a glimpse of what if, what might, and sadness filled the world as darkness spoke, "Terror Is At Hand".
A glimpse of what was, and the hearts of many good outweighed the hearts of those who created this evil. The skies opened up and we filled the skies with all of our hurt, our pain, and our disbelief that something this bad could happen and we as people never knew it could happen to us.
Even though we did not come out with what we came in with, we came out with a little bit more. Jesus wasn't wrong about us because we gathered in his name and on this day, in the midst of terror, we gave love and we got some back. We cried as individuals, but, we really cried as one.
They, the victims, they died as individuals, but, really they died as one.
Copyright, 2001 by Rosalyn R Walker