This was sent to me tonight .I thought it was appropriate. WHOEVER WROTE THIS SHOULD STEP FORWARD AND CLAIM IT! >>>> > >> THE WORDS ARE POWERFUL: >>>> > >> TWO THOUSAND ONE, NINE ELEVEN (2001-911) >>>> > >> >>>> > >> Two thousand one, nine eleven >>>> > >> Three thousand plus arrive in heaven >>>> > >> As they pass through the gate, >>>> > >> Thousands more appear in wait >>>> > >> >>>> > >> A bearded man with stovepipe hat >>>> > >> Steps forward saying, "Lets sit, lets chat" >>>> > >> They settle down in seats of clouds >>>> > >> A man named Martin shouts out proud >>>> > >> "I have a dream!" and once he did >>>> > >> The Newcomer said, "Your dream still lives." >>>> > >> >>>> > >> Groups of soldiers in blue and gray >>>> > >> Others in khaki, and green then say >>>> > >> "We're from Bull Run, Yorktown, the Maine" >>>> > >> The Newcomer said, "You died not in vain." >>>> > >> >>>> > >> From a man on sticks one could hear >>>> > >> "The only thing we have to fear. >>>> > >> The Newcomer said, "We know the rest, >>>> > >> Trust us sir, we've passed that test." >>>> > >> >>>> > >> "Courage doesn't hide in caves >>>>> >> You can't bury freedom, in a grave," >>>> > >> The Newcomers had heard this voice before >>>> > >> A distinct Yankees twang from Hyannisport shores >>>> > >> >>>> > >> A silence fell within the mist >>>> > >> Somehow the Newcomer knew that this >>>> > >> Meant time had come for her to say >>>> > >> What was in the hearts of the five thousand plus that day >>>> > >> >>>> > >> "Back on Earth, we wrote reports, >>>> > >> Watched our children play in sports >>>> > >> Worked our gardens, sang our songs >>>> > >> Went to church and clipped coupons >>>> > >> >>>> > >> We smiled, we laughed, >>>> > >> we cried, we fought >>>> > >> Unlike you, great we're not" >>>> > >> >>>> > >> The tall man in the stovepipe hat >>>> > >> Stood and said, "Don't talk like that! >>>> > >> Look at your country, look and see >>>> > >> You died for freedom, just like me" >>>> > >> >>>> > >> Then, before them all appeared a scene >>>> > >> Of rubbled streets and twisted beams >>>> > >> Death, destruction, smoke and dust >>>> > >> And people working just 'cause they must >>>> > >> >>>> > >> Hauling ash, lifting stones, >>>> > >> Knee deep in hell, but not alone >>>> > >> "Look! Blackman, Whiteman, Brownman, Yellowman >>>> > >>Side by side helping their fellow man!" >>>> > >> >>>> > >> So said Martin, as he watched the scene >>>> > >> "Even from nightmares, can be born a dream." >>>> > >> Down below three firemen raised >>>> > >> The colors high into ashen haze >>>> > >> >>>> > >> The soldiers above had seen it before >>>> > >> On Iwo Jima back in '45 >>>> > >> The man on sticks studied everything closely >>>> > >> Then shared his perceptions on what he saw mostly >>>> > >> >>>> > >> "I see pain, I see tears, >>>> > >> I see sorrow -- but I don't see fear." >>>> > >> "You left behind husbands and wives >>>> > >> Daughters and sons and so many lives >>>> > >> Are suffering now because of this wrong >>>> > >> But look very closely. You're not really gone. >>>> > >> >>>> > >> All of those people, even those who've never met you >>>> > >> All of their lives, they'll never forget you >>>> > >> Don't you see what has happened? >>>> > >> Don't you see what you've done? >>>> > >> You've brought them together, together as one. >>>> > >> >>>> > >> With that the man in the stovepipe hat said >>>> > >> "Take my hand," and from there he led >>>> > >> Three thousand plus heroes, Newcomers to heaven >>>> > >> On this day, two thousand one, nine eleven >>>> > >> >>>> > >>Author UNKNOWN (What a shame!)
A really powerful piece of work!! Such a shame that individuals won't put their names to pieces of fine literature like that. Really very meaningful and thought provoking - maybe it was written by someone who lost a loved one that day?
