The churches stood in golden sunlight
on an ordinary day
and felt the force of anger
tear all those lives away
the steeples pierced the sky
to show the souls the way
to enter heaven's glory
while others had to stay
and weep 1000 tears
while others watched and prayed
for all the families hurt
by the violence of that day
A nation stood united
against that kind of hate
a memorial was built
to commemorate that date
when love was stronger than
the force of such despair
when people came together
to mark what happened there.
~kathie adams brown (6-27-04)
(Each chair represents a person who was killed in the bombing.)
Gripping, Kathie. Your poem is a beautiful memorial.
ReplyDeleteSandy, thank you. I wrote it after our visit there in 2004.
ReplyDeleteHeart-twisting, beautiful poem. The photos and words are perfect companions walking in this place.
ReplyDeleteAmazing poem, and your vocab... is fab :)
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Thank you Quiet Paths. I'm glad it made you feel this way.
ReplyDeleteMarinela, thanks for your visit to my blog. Glad you liked the poem.
A lovely memorial...wow!
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting my blog just now--yes, I know that song--I even have the guitar cords.
I will be praying for your boy. God bless you.
Beth, thank you! You have lovely and whimsical artwork!
ReplyDeleteThank you! I'm honored. ((hugs))
ReplyDeleteSurprenant ce memorial , il est tres marquant
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