These days people are afraid to fly With good reason, who wants to die Who ever thought terror could strike our skies Lord please hear our cries Tonight was a night of pain Tears fell down my cheeks like rain Never touching sacred ground My eyes have tears and everything they surround Why do my eyes tighten Will my sun ever brighten My tears continue to fall Eyes closing tighter until everything comes to a stall Help me a dark cloud hangs over my head Crying so long that I can't go to bed The only place I wish to be Is away from here but always free When will all this madness end This is something I can't comprehend So many innocent victims When will all this hate end
I wrote this poem two days after September 11, 2001. This event touched my heart. US Army combat veteran.