The Day Of Rememberance

How can you explain your feelings after a tragedy such as this?
How can mere words reflect the power behind an evil we cannot define?
How can mere words express the power behind the love that we find?






I can remember as a child, reciting the Pledge of Allegiance before class.
As I looked at the flag, I thought it was just an exercise required by law.
Even as I got older, I thought the same when, before a baseball game we all sung the Star-Spangled Banner.

God created all men equal.
Did they stay equal?

I can remember taking the fruits and pleasures from this nation.
With all of us, we take without thinking of the cost.
From this great land that gives to all.

I am free to choose the way I should live.
I am free to choose the man I should be.
A voice among millions-it is heard, and counted!
A voice of an individual who is given certain inalienable rights.

Within this great, vast lineage of history and tradition, these words are respectfully dedicated.




The sun came out on a Tuesday.
And so did the darkness.

We were tested once more.

I gave blood.
I gave money.
As did the rich; as did the poor.

Can I give some more?

I am only a small part of a greater power.
The power that through God, we mend, heal, and understand.

As buildings fell, and fires burned, God through us, tests our commitment, our faith, our love.

And once again, we suffer, yet we learned.

Went to the wreckage; saw all the people in the area.
We work shoulder to shoulder, rising to this challenge without complaint.
We lead by example.

For God created all men equal.

If you can't set yourself free, look to me, my brother,
I will.

The pleasure of God is us
knowing
that the same wreckage of hate and sudden destruction forms the foundation of eternal love.

Our pleasure is the will.
Without a word, we know.
As you look to me.
As I depend upon you.
We will overcome this.

Went to the hospital; saw all the people.
Met a pastor, reading the last rites.
He then, looked to me and said, "And God created all men equal."


Lord, make this day eternal.
Faithfull to our allegiance, allow us to love with purpose.
Keep our recovery constant.
With value, patience, and consistency.
And keep our will strong, so that we may not be reminded like this again.

I hope our enemies love their children.
I hope our enemies pray for their dead.


I cannot say what will happen when the smoke clears, and the dust settles.

But I will say this:
I am grateful to offer my allegiance to this nation.
This nation in distress, yet indivisible.
This land of liberty.
This republic.











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Went to the Church with all the people.
Common folk on common ground.
All ages, races, and religions side by side.
As we prayed for the victims,
we pray for ourselves.
And we realize

That God created all Men equal.