You All Know the Month, You All Know the Day I was numb, I was - TopicsExpress

You All Know the Month, You All Know the Day I was numb, I was lifeless, on my face was a frown On that terrible day when the towers came down Two of the world’s tallest buildings smashed to the ground Far away some evil man laughing, smiling like a clown I was in the hospital when the towers came down On that day the morning radio host Stayed talking and sending out news we needed the most Planes were all stacked up from coast to coast Just so some evil man could laugh and then boast That of all who had tried he had killed the most I am not from the states I will tell you, I am a Canuck I wish I could tour your country like Steinbeck with his truck But that hope had changed so drastically when the towers were struck My cousins, my brothers all felt like sitting ducks And the hopes of one person isolated were not anymore worth a buck I had just spent five months in a hospital for the insane But still those images hit me like kissing a moving train I can’t imagine a person who would see destruction as gain I felt all the loss, I felt all of the pain When the second tower fell, I felt it again I don’t know what might have happened if the white house was hit While the president and all his staff were in it How things may have changed and not just a bit It would have been World War Three from where I sit Osama Bin Laden causing all of it I felt for the people who went to Iraq For the men in Afghanistan who never came back When I was a younger man I would have taken their tack They hit us once and we hit them twice back Smash down their cities with lethal attacks The world has now changed, I went to the U.S. War in the novels, casualty figures in the press The people united under their 50-star crest No time for marches, there are issues to address All because one side doesn’t think the other is heaven blessed In the end it is sad that it had to happen at all I hate to think of the day that those towers did fall And I cry for the young men who answered the call And the innocents in other countries who were backed to the wall So much death and destruction, haven’t we learned from it all? Many years ago I tried to join with the Marines Before I really knew what sacrifice means I just wanted a place to feel strong and live clean I wonder now what tragedies I would have seen Still to serve in uniform for a long time was my dream My Bestefa, grandfather to you Served in his day and saw more than I ever knew My father told me about World War Two The refugee camps that killed more than just jews Now I see it happen again as if no one understood it was true Leif G. October 20, 2014 Please note that I will be serializing two of my most popular books, “Inching Back To Sane” and “The Base Jumpers and Other Stories” on the website wattpad where you will be able to read a new chapter of each book each week. I also invite you to join my Facebook poetry archive, Valhalla Books, containing numerous poems from my years of writing, and also to feel free to visit my author page/blog at edmontonwriter thanks to everyone who has supported my writing efforts!