No time will heal this gaping wound
In the flesh of humanities dignity
No words will ease
The crushing weight
Of hope
As it tumbles into pity
No pain will subside
For all of those who's lives
Are now left
To only memories
No healing words or soothing hands
Will take the place of all those plans
All those hopes and all those dreams
     -----------     THAT DIED    -----------
The day AMERICA died
That day we all cried and cried
As we watched the stumbling masses
Building up that wall of lost souls
        ----------   THOSE PICTURES    ---------
PICTURES of people that we all lost
  Holding up
Those images
With hope against hope
     And yet.....
It can be seen in the faces
That hope is all but gone
DAWN COMES---DAYS PASS
SUNS SET----NIGHTS FOLD
RAINS  POUR while  COLD WINDS BLOW
Still on and on the work goes
Because until everyone is found
And everyone goes home
WE really don't-any of us
TRULY have a home
Not anymore
At least not one -that-anyone of us
WE AMERICANS
Can recognize right now
SO WE'RE DOWN....
....for the countdown!

Written 9--20--2001