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Sep 2013
I can't remember much
Not even anything
That fateful day, towers collapsed
And yet, we all lost something

A part of us, a memory
It was an awakening
Still that fateful day, I was only four
We still lost something

A father, a mother, a sister or brother
An aunt, an uncle, a grandfather, grandmother
A cousin, a best friend, even a true soulmate
Why'd they do what they did
That left us with that fate?

One day, I thought of something
I hadn't lost anyone I'd miss
But I did lose something inside of me
The fact that God exists

Why would he let them die
To make them suffer through the pain
To make families die inside
Please tell me, who is to blame?

Some were lucky, they didn't lose somebody
But 3,000 families did
But still, I thought to myself
There is a mighty King

There is a true God inside of us
Lots will be missed
Because who else made heaven and Earth
And everything that exists?

If there's a God that we all know
He protected us that very hour
He didn't let us be in New York
To be in a falling tower

He held onto us and told us inside
"Fear not for I am with you"
But we all still watched in despair
9/11 on the news

They heard something crash into the wall
When it fell, they gasped
For air to breathe, a hand to hold
I feel collapsed
And oh how time elapsed
Ryan Fiore
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Ryan Fiore  Pennsylvania
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