9/11 by George Duke

 

Here is a poem I wrote regarding 9/11 I received a nice commendation for it and if you can ever use it please do

9/11 by George Duke

Twas not day nor was it light
When she arose from the night
Would not be much more than an hour
That she would be at work in the tower
She got on her knees to pray as she knelt on the floor
Not just a sentence but a whole lot more
She prayed for her kids, her nation and kin
Not knowing that day of those horrible men
Who despised the life of others and their own
Thinking in their minds to their god they’d be known
So after her coffee and a roll
She left the house for the stroll
Up the lane and down the street
Smiling to all that she did meet
Twas not long fore she entered the door
Took the Elevator to the 73rd floor
Greeting co-workers as she took her seat
Picked up some fallen papers at her feet
Looking out the window suddenly she cried alas
As the plane came crashing through the glass
Now Satan their god was ever so pleased and laughed and shouted in glee
For that morning his followers had bowed to him on their knee
Twas Tuesday Sept 11th of that horrible day
When children in school were not allowed to pray
The pledge of allegiance was all they could speak
Before sitting at their desks with a squeak
But school was not out on that solemn day
When rules were broken as they sobbed and did pray
In school that day they prayed for those that did die
They cried to the God that was way up in the sky
Jesus our God looked down from above
Heard the cry of the people that he did love
He reached down his hands to the WTC
And took his children of that you can see
Many a person will never be found
Among the rubble that fell to the ground
Some there were not known and of little fame
But our Jesus knew them all by their Name
His promise is still true
For one day out of the blue
Jesus will come and above we will go
And we will be able to tell the world I told you so